<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/d8/Dhampir_Sorceress.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Mephis<del>Daphoinos</del><br/><strong>Race:</strong><del>Ḩ̸̉å̴̱l̷̤͒f̷̺̎-̶̨̚E̴͖̾l̶̯̓f̷͓̒</del>Dhampir<br/><strong>Age:</strong>20<br/><strong>Class:</strong>Sorcerer<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Adventurer, Divine Mark, Harlot's Mark, Slave of Lord Victor Balebrook, Traitor to Atlantica<br/><hr/>So then, it had essentially been a schoolboy crush on Gurga's part, and the orc had neither done anything nor been intending to do anything... or at least, that was Mephis's read on the situation. There was, at least, a fairly obvious solution, assuming that the orc was willing to go for it.<br/><br/>"As you guessed, your boss did send us." The dhampir stated, joining the conversation now. "He kicked you out in the first place because he was worried you were going to do more than just look at his daughter, and he's still worried about that even now. If we can get you a job elsewhere, and get your boss to stop badmouthing you so that you won't have any more trouble finding work, would you be willing to leave this place and try to forget about the girl?"<br/><br/>Admittedly, there was always the possibility that Gurga might not be willing to leave, depending on the strength of his feelings... but while his common wasn't that good, Mephis didn't think he was stupid. He had never even spoken to the farmer's daughter, had no clue if she returned his feelings or just found him to be a creepy stalker. The dhampir didn't think he'd be willing to give up food and shelter permanently when that uncertainty was all he was getting in exchange.