Xeo Auriels<br/>Tagged: Open<br/><hr/><br/>After a few days of sailing, the tall man stretched out with a loud groan as he clambered off the medium-sized trade ship and unto the docks of the grand city, Tarminia.<br/><br/>"<strong>Whoooaaa... This is nothing like the flooded forests back home.</strong>" The man gazed at the tall buildings in slight amazement. All he was used to were small shacks made of straw, wood and clay. This was nothing like home. His greatsword on his back, the man headed for the guild hall eagerly, by taking a few detours due to distractions. The 22-year-old felt like a child in the unfamiliar city, bustling of activity. It took him longer than he planned to get there, and quickly learned that he would need to learn to get around town a lot sooner than he'd thought after getting lost a few times. Somewhat exhausted, more ecstatic, the man pushed the doors of the Hunter's Guild open wide, stepped inside and looked around with curiosity, before heading towards the nearest yummy smell that enchanted his nostrils. Sitting down at a food bar, the hunter looked straight at the chef.<br/><br/>"<strong>I'll have your juiciest piece of cooked steak. With a large glass of cool cola.</strong>" He ordered with a large grin, nearly drooling. He had been sailing for a few days, without a conventional meal and only rations and a few cheap, easy storage foods. Meat sounded like heaven to his tickling taste buds. Handing over the zennies, the plate dropped in front of him and the man dug in the delicious meal with the occasional chug of cola to help things go down. After the initial hunger-satisfying, the new face started to look around casually as he munched on the scraps of his meal. The place was nice, much nicer than his old place. It was a nice change of beat, after dealing with the similar area for 20-some years. He was now in what he could consider the polar opposite of he previous lifestyle. And it looked like a lot of fun to him.