<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/zZRRpKP.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Alexander Fields<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Tonberry Tavern<br/><strong>With:</strong>Harold, Lynn,<br/><br/>Alex was not an indecisive man, no. When he wanted to do something? It would get done. Of course he was a little skeptical – there was a niggling in the back of his mind that the full story wasn’t there yet. Something was missing, obscured for whatever reason. Others shared that sentiment, and turning to the dusty blonde haired man, his shoulders rolled. “Well, I feel like we’re all missing something. The current thing is to find out what we’re missing and what it solves. And when we have that, then we can move on. I mean, i’m pretty interested. And I do think there’s something interes-” There was definitely something interesting, as the thunderous sound of muskets caused him to pause. Nearly drawing his blade, he instead looked to the windows and saw the streets erupt into warfare, a masked man darting about as healing magic and potions followed. Every arrow striking someone down made Alex feel regret, every person saved some elation. They needed to act. “Alright. C’mon. Now or never, after him!” he said, referring to Cid as he rushed after Harold and Cid, though he’d keep close to the Viera girl. He assumed she wasn’t dainty given she was interested in something dangerous, but he didn’t want to abandon someone who was nice.