<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;">((Just so you know I will use Green Font for my Male Ranger's speech /name and Maroon Font for the female mage's speech /name, so they remain clearly separate for when / if we bring in second characters. Both my Character’s now have information sheets on the thread in the requests board here: http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=80698.0 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=80698.0) ))<br/><br/>~ Eyran watched the noble lord seated at the bar across from his secluded spot in the corner of the room with narrowed eyes. The man was much to loud for someone that had ridden three days straight to reach a place where the mead tasted as though the bees themselves had pissed into his mug.<br/><br/>He considered raising his hood, just to block out some of the incessant whine in the man's voice, but decided against it; in his experience people seemed to expect things from shifty hooded strangers in taverns and he wasn't in the mood to be unduly disturbed.<br/><br/>When, finally, someone had the good sense to clout the shoot-mouth young lordling around the jaw with his own ale mug Eyran almost cheered - except the chatter had now been replaced by a much louder scuffle as the nobleman's bodyguards came (reluctantly) to his aid, a burly faced wrestler gave his heavy fisted opinion of the local upper class and the barkeeper roared about broken stools.<br/><br/>It was with some small amount of relief that he spotted the shining helm of the military officer which had just materialised in the resulting chaos of a Tavern room full of unsavoury types given a reason to have a good old fashioned brawl. He sighed inwardly as the mayhem continued. Women were so unattractive when they shouted.... ~ </span>