<strong>Tyger - With Giselle Do'Urden, heading back into the city.  Toril, Continent of Faerun.</strong><br/><br/><hr/><br/>Dealing with unusual and very dangerous threats is something Tyger has become accustomed to doing over the last couple of centuries so he does not really feel the need to be comforted. However the hand of his lover on his shoulder is more than welcomed and even though not needed does have a comforting affect. He smiles at her as he looks across her arm to her lovely dark face. ”I could definitely go for a hot meal. When can worry about what to do about these abominations in the morning. Perhaps your father or brothers will know something more about them and their origins.” He moves close to her placing his arm around her waist and pulls her body close to his. After placing a tender loving kiss on her cheek he allows her to guide him back into the city and to their inn. He keeps his arm around her waist the whole way simply enjoying having her close. Once back among other people he completely ignores the looks and even comments from the people that see the two warriors sharing such a tender embrace. Whether they know who she is or just think of her as the race she appears to be the half elf just does not care what those people think about their union and is proud to love and be loved back the dark skinned elf.<br/><br/>Once back at the inn Tyger takes a table in the back and in a darkened corner simply out of habit and his natural affinity for shadows. When the serving girl ask what they would like, he gives in to his more carnivorous nature and orders a steak cooked medium rare still pink and even slightly bloody in the middle. With some bread and cheese and a wine to wash it down and lets Giselle order her own meal.