The Tale of Nari

.01 The Target

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Present
Target: Rai Aragolor
Location: Drunken Branch
Deaths: 0
"Be aware, there are others who know of your task. But I know you will do your best...my prodigy."

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Loud music, dancing, and drinking take place in the Drunken Branch. Couples were happily dancing with one another to some fast paced music.

Rai stood in his station behind the bar with light toned skin and wearing an apron. His jaw held dark gray stubble and his eyes were the color of light brown. Pointed ears protruded from his medium long curly brown hair, swaying slight as he dries off some wooden cups in preparation for more ale. Looking around his lively business he sees a variety of species. Winged beings next to elves, humans and mages. It was beautiful seeing all races mingle with one another without fighting.

Smiling, he looked towards a group of people, who sat in a booth that was built into a wall. He nods his head in acknowledgment. One wore a hood but the other two were happily enjoying their time drinking some ale without a concealing persona.

Rai went to look at the other side of his building but stopped when his eyes caught sight of a slim, cloaked figure walking through his wooden saloon doors. They swung back and forth as the person walked through them and into the dancing crowd. Moonlight peeked through the slits of the doors, illuminating the person's cloak as they moved through the dancing crowd. Their body held such smoothness that it seemed to slithered right through. Couples abruptly stopped their dancing as they made a path for the intruding person, giving them a stink eye before they resumed.

Rai raised one of his bushy eyebrows and casted a look at the table he previously acknowledged. Trying his best to catch one of their gazes. The newcomer was quiet as they walked directly towards the bar, their long black cloak flowing behind them, hovering above the floorboards. It curved around their legs making a crescent shape as they passed the table that had the three lookouts, not paying attention to them.

The lightly skinned blond female with long pointy ears caught sight of the person as they walked by. She sat up straighter with her eyes focused on them letting out a strong exhale at the sight, which made her nose piercing sway while her eyes narrowed.

She elbows her other pointy eared friend, who sat to the left of her, roughly in his ribs, resulting in his dyed silver hair to shake and for him to cough at the impact. He quickly lifts his head from his drink looking up at his friend, waving a hand up with annoyance. The woman grabs hold the top of his head roughly turning it in the direction of the black cloaked person. His mouth opens in recognition, making the woman roll her eyes in irritation as she drops her hand from his head.

She reaches over to her right, slowly to tap the shoulder of the other member of the group who wore a hood. They raise their head a bit higher, lifting an eyebrow out of confusion. Displaying his tawny colored skin and dark brown eyes, speckled with gold, and some stray dark brown hair. The blonde gestures over to the cloaked person by Rai with her head. This makes the male raise his head higher as he narrows his eyebrows.

People, who sat at their tables, stole a few glances at the cloaked person as they silently sipped from their cups filled with ale or mindlessly continued their conversations. A man, who was leaning on a wall behind a pillar, had his right leg lifted onto it with his head resting on the wall. Some dark brown hair cascaded the side of his face where a small beauty mark rested on his left cheek. His hands were in his front pockets while light brown eyes, which held a tired look, followed the person as they walked closer to the bartender.

That man has been here since I opened the bar... Rai thought to himself as he looked back to the figure that was getting closer to his counter. He shook the thought off, looking back to the incoming customer.