<div class="floatleft">(https://scontent.cdninstagram.com/hphotos-xfa1/t51.2885-15/s320x320/e15/11380802_471995376307941_1084161256_n.jpg)</div><strong>Name :</strong>Gatura Amon<br/><strong>Race and Occupation :</strong>Human, Unemployed Wanderer<br/><strong>Location &amp; Time :</strong>The Vine and Horn Inn and Tavern / Afternoon<br/><strong>Tagging :</strong>Mizuki, Marixsa<br/><hr/><br/>The large man gave a pleasant smile and a gentle bow to the young, particular looking woman before him. He had never quite saw a woman like her, namely the ears that seemed to be protruding directly out of her head. She seemed nice enough though so he had no reason to do anything other than introduce himself, it was the polite thing to do.<br/><br/>"Gatura. Gatura Amon." He looked back at his arm again. "I'm sure it'll be okay. Although, I guess it's wise to stop the bleeding." Just as he admitted that fact, Mizuki's food showed up. Knowing that it would be rude to ask her to leave her plate to tend to his wound, and not wanting to appear weak, he raised his hand in disagreement.<br/><br/>"No, thank you. I'll take care of it. Enjoy your meal." While the odd little woman began to eat, Gatura pushed his way through the tavern as associates put it back together and bothered the bartender for the cleanest rag that she had and some vodka to clean the wound. Unfortunately, he had spent a lot of his money on the trip here and the vodka had costed a few more coppers than he had expected. Gatura didn't really want to pay for it but there was no telling what sort of infection he risked if he didn't attend to it. Ultimately, he purchased both things and dressed his wound before leaving the bar and returning to the only person whom he had spoken to.<br/><br/>As he made his way back to Mizuki, his eyes opened in disbelief. Had there been a party and he missed it? Who in the world was going to pay for all of that food? Gatura's stomach rumbled gently as a reminder of how he hadn't eaten in a while. However, he had just spent his food money on a rag so his stomach would have to wait.<br/><br/>"It's a pleasure to meet you, Mizuki." The two chatted for a while, during which, Gatura let her know that he two was an adventurer, looking for work. He agreed that it was a good place to start at the adventurers office and, after grabbing his weapon, followed Mizuki out of the tavern. Luckily for her, Gatura was a few steps behind her, from getting his weapon, otherwise he might had crushed her when she fell to the floor. He couldn't help but chuckle as the two tried to separate themselves from each other on the floor. From his position a few steps back, he could see that this new person was indeed different as well. Gatura didn't get a good look but something seemed off about her skin. Gatura held no distinct prejudices, except against spiders, so he gave it no real further thought. Instead, completely out of habit, he grimaced as he waited for the two to sort our their accident. Gatura thought about leaving Mizuki, but he had no idea where the adventurer office was so it seemed he would have to wait.