<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/XqkHrYP.jpg)</div><strong>Name :</strong>Enkh<br/><strong>Adventure</strong>: Tiny Threads<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Ishi, Zebbie, Kaea, Jack, Open.<br/><br/>The sun was setting, and there was a lovely beauty to the farm lands as Enkh strolled his way through the fields. For the Inumimi, such a time was beautiful and nostalgic, thinking of back home and being with friends and family, cooking or being taught the lessons that made him a man today. But today was not one of those simpler days! This was a day of adventure and impending victory, of heroism and undaunted spirit. And dealing with rats. Definitely rats. Ishi was one of the few he had met who was the same race as he, and he wanted to help her when he could... And some coin wouldn’t hurt, either. A bit more jingle to his pocket would mean a happier few days, and perhaps he could spend it on something nice. Money was so odd some times, and everyone wanted some.<br/><br/>“Well...” As his glove clad hand curled into a fist, he gave a smile as he headed down to the cellar doors, finding them propped open. Perhaps he was a tad late? Hopefully not late enough to be unable to do some heroic rat catching. Those within the cellar could hear the sound of someone descending the steps, a light hum with each step. And then a fluffy tail swishing from left to right, the fur matching the messy hair above. “Hello!” Giving a wave, Enkh noticed he was not alone, and the best thing to do was be friendly. “I’m here to help deal with rats. And I suppose both of you are too?” Tilting his head, he gave a more humble nod. An alluring elf with dark skin and silvery hair... And a tail. Did elves have tails? And a red headed woman. “I see none of you are covered in blood yet, this is good. I’m Enkh. And... Ishi has not cleaned this place very much. No wonder rats are down here. This is a tiny town for them.” He seemed to be more musing to himself at that point, but he was talking candidly with those he saw.