<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/87/Arawn-Cropped.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>Arawn (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=292821.msg14372985#msg14372985)<br/><strong>Time/ day</strong>Three days before the grand magic games / morning<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>Rune, Dagen, Melisa, Open<br/><strong>Location</strong>Guild hall<br/><hr/><br/>Arawn would not quite have admitted even to himself that he had a bit of a liking to Rune, so when her brother Dagen ribbed him with his rather loud comment and a not-so-clandestine wink, he turned away so they could not see him flush. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Saricia trying unsuccessfully to sneak into the guild hall, and hearing Big Momma encouraging her daughter Melisa to participate, he turned in their direction, just in time to see the twin spirits suddenly fly away, revealing a large round thing flying straight towards his head. It struck him hard on his right temple, knocking him flat on his back, as he saw some glass object turning round and round above him. He was drenched by some kind of alcoholic beverage right on the face before he heard the tinkle of shattering glass a short distance away.<br/><br/>Blinking his eyes repeatedly to get the stinging liquid out, his vision slowly resolved into two faces, one pale and the other purple-grey looking closely at him.<br/><br/>"Are you all right Master?" he heard Primo's voice ask.<br/><br/>"It's your fault this happened, you moron!" he heard Dominante protest. "I told you we should have tried to catch the thing instead!"<br/><br/>"But you know we're not strong enough to do something like that without the Master's conscious control!"<br/><br/>Slowly, Arawn got up, rubbing the lump that was forming on the side of his head, using his chair to steady himself and picking up a napkin from the table to wipe the mess from his face. "What in the world was that?" he asked, turning towards Melisa, who would likely imagine menacing anger in his expression, which of course Arawn did not feel. He knew as well as anyone in the Guild how clumsy Melisa could sometimes be, though it had been a while since he had last been on the receiving end of it.