<br/><div class="floatleft">(http://soaringwingsblog.files.wordpress.com/2012/01/dissidia-firion.png)</div><br/>As Marcus looked around, his eyes could see so many things from the point he was standing at. Of course he had choose to look around where he had just cause from his angle he would see much of the grounds around him and he could see a large amount of people as well. His eyes scanned the noble warriors and the beautiful females that were all around. With the number of beautiful females it was a treat for the eyes. He wasn't going to complain in the least, he noticed quickly a beautiful redhead of in one direction, as he looked at her he could tell somehow there was something rather different about her that he wouldn't normally see. There was something unique about the redhead, she wasn't the average woman, but what that uniqueness was he had no clue about. He figured that at some point he would have to go down and talk to the said redhead and figure out who she was. He figured he had time for that though.<br/><br/>He turned his head just a bit as his eyes picked up upon a dark haired beauty, one that had the most amazing curves he had perhaps ever seen. Given the tent that she came out of and the style of dress, he would guess she was a local. He figured he was going to have to have his dealings with her at some point as well. He knew that they had some disagreements about their border and they would most likely have to be worked out in a match. That could be most interesting and most fun for Zach as well as he figured it would be anything but boring at least. He then let his eyes move on once more, his eyes scanning over the group of people, when he noticed some movement from one of the tents, and then for some reason focused on that tent as he was curious. He watched the female elf walk out of the tent and was taken back, he thought the elves were all gone, he had never seen one before in his whole life.<br/><br/>The consul walked down towards the elf, his eyes focused on the blonde as he wanted to talk to an elf. It would be a interesting conversation he figured if nothing else. He noticed the woman had her protectors, a sign that most likely she was someone of some higher degree of importance. He walked up none the less unaffected by the guards who were around the blonde in the least. "My lady, I wish to meet you, for I have never meet one of your kind and just meeting a beautiful elf such as yourself is a great honor," he said ignoring the others around her. His tone showing his confidence in himself as he looked at her. "Now, please allow me to introduce myself, my lady, I am Zack Marques, the Consul of the Atlantian Republic, and is a great pleasure to meet you."<br/><br/>