<hr/><div class="floatright">(http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X8cAki6ELeo/Vkzi0g3C3_I/AAAAAAAABIk/_joJXams6As/s1600/HalfElf-Male.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>Jacen Elfsen<br/><strong>Location</strong>Don’t Fall Inn, Upper Deck<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>Mara, Open<br/><strong>Content</strong>TV-PG – Mild Alchol Use<br/><strong>Current Stats</strong>AC 18, Passive Perception 14<br/><br/>At his new companions comment he allowed his gaze to follow hers to the miniature spectacle that was Alice and immediately realized what she was talking about. If the workers hadn't shuffled out a few minutes ago he was sure the volume of the place would be much louder and he was suddenly thankful they were gone. He quickly averted his gaze back to Mara before he saw anything The One might disapprove of. He was already feeling guilty, he didn't want to have to do any more penance than he had to.<br/><br/>"No, that isn't why I'm here." he said. "My order does not go for those sorts of entertainments. I had simply wanted a nice hot meal and discovered that I had no taste for it once I got it." he said, biting his tongue before he described that as an apt metaphor for his life right now. "I take it you are here for the same reason? The meal, that is, not the loss of appetite."