<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/06/Cirven150.png)</div><div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/79/Cirven150a.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Cirven<br/><strong>Current Form:</strong>Trithos<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Near Koann, Centos city<br/><strong>Players Nearby:</strong>Juno, Nilofer, and Safiya<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Cirven found the Peranos woman oddly intriguing. Normally, she would be considered irritating in his eyes, merely to be tolerated with a smile because she was a lady. But now... her words even elicited a chuckle. Maybe it was the fact that he was in need of some company, having been on his own for the past few weeks, or maybe another reason. Only the mention that he was familiar with the male Peranos' skills, and the obvious meaning that her words had, made him clench his jaw slightly, and his already pale face lose more of its color. He wasn't angry. He was used to the jokes by the Peranos of his camp but he was used to a bit more respect as well. Well, it was the price of remaining anonymous, he supposed, so her forced himself to calm down a bit, his breathing deepened and his eyes glazed over. He counted to ten, and found himself not quite as irritated as before. They were all talking, and he answered each in turn. He turned to the Peranos woman, who seemed to be something of royal blood, or at the very least a noble," My lady, I do not enjoy killing people. It is the regrettable result of war, and greed on both sides. It is merely my job, a job that I am rather good at. It doesn't mean that I like it. It means that I have set aside personal likes and dislikes in favor of service to my king. And I would ask you to remain merely as a personal request. I would enjoy your company a while longer. However, if you find yourself in the need to leave my presence," He bowed crisply," I would wish you godspeed and help you on your way in any way that I possibly can.<br/><br/>At the other Peranos' words, Cirven found himself reflexively stroking his weapons. An odd habit, and when he realized what he was doing, he would clench his fist and pull his hand away," Very well then, Sir. I would not have you, or your lady remain here any longer than you would see as safe or necessary," He nodded to the man, giving him an odd look," As for magi, yes, we are familiar with it. I will not go into detail, for you should know of this," The Elf was odd. Not much more could be said.<br/><br/>He turned the the Haas," Call me what you wish, my lady, but my name is Cirven," A fairly common Trithos name, he supposed," Those are my supplies. You are free to use what you wish. I brought more than I could use, anyway," Not entirely true, but farbe it from him to deprive a lady from food, even at the expense of him going hungry himself.