[Rearing Stallion] New Friends (Open)

[Glaive]

Glaive glanced over at the Pycon for a moment before she turned her gaze to Vez. When he spoke she thought carefully about what to say.

'As an answer to your first question I go by the name Glaive.' She paused for a moment before going on. 'Indeed you are correct in calling me a Kelvic, of sorts...' She trailed off. She flicked a strand of her raven black hair around nervously. She wasn't sure whether or not to add anything to what she had said, after all she had, had a bad experience with others of her race. It had caused her to be disowned by her family and thrown out onto the streets of her home town.

She shifted her weight in the seat so she was sitting on the edge. She had the sudden urge to add in a catch phrase of sorts and added. 'I won't bite unless you provoke me to.' Flashing her sharpish teeth she gave a grin. She wiped it off her face and returned to her apathetic self. That was unexpected she thought to herself frowning.

[Vez]

OOC NoteSorry, post is a bit rushed. Busy busy.

The hand Vez had tightened around his hammer relaxed. “Glaive eh? That’s a nice name.” He couldn’t help but get lost in her blue eyes, no matter that they were feline. He found himself staring and quickly looked back down at his meal. When he glanced back up Glaive flashed a quick smile after blurting a witty remark, but it was gone as soon as it had come. Staring into her eyes again, Vez leaned back in his chair and questioned, “But what do you mean a Kelvic ‘of sorts’? Are you different from other Kelvics?” He lifted his massive hand and softly scratched the back of his head with a puzzled look on his face.

[Glaive]

'I wouldn't trouble yourself with that information.' Glaive responded quietly. She looked down at the wooden table and frowned before deciding to add. 'Its something of a family matter.'

She blinked before looking up to meet Vez's gaze. She blushed slightly and turned away before digging her nails into her palms. What are you doing? she was thinking to herself embarrassed by her reaction. She fixated her eyes on the dancing flame of a candle to distract herself. With nothing else to think about she began thinking about her past and she sighed.

The hand that was still in her pocket stroked her dagger reflexively. It was a momento of her short childhood and the only protection she had had back then. She studied the flickering of the little flame with a great intensity until she looked back at the human as he ate. Her hair fell slightly over her face hiding the fact that she was watching him.

[Vez]

“I see.” Vez studied Glaive for a moment before quietly resuming his supper. There was not much left of it now. He continued to eat in silence while occasionally glancing up at Glaive to take in her beauty. Something about those glowing icy blue eyes grabbed his attention. Maybe it was the sharp contrast against the raven black hair that fell to her waist, or the skin that was white as snow. Regardless, Vez needed to know more about this interesting feline woman. Vez thought for a moment as he finished his meal, mopping up some turkey gravy with a biscuit. Glaive reminded him a lot of himself in a certain aspect: reserved. Although he got carried away every now and again, Vez liked to keep to himself and think things through before making any decisions, much like how Glaive was coming across. He dabbed the sides of his mouth with his napkin before crumpling it in his hand. It was obvious Glaive wasn’t going to arbitrarily start going off on a tangent about who she is or what she does, so Vez decided it was time to break the silence, and see if he couldn’t get this woman to open up to him. “Well that was pretty good.” Vez slid the plate towards the edge of the table for a server to come pick it up and ordered some more ale for himself. He then turned towards Glaive and leaned forward, placing both of his elbows on the edge of the table and clasping his hands together. He was curious, and wanted to know more about Glaive, so he inquired, “Why is a girl like you in a place like this? Especially alone! And why did you come to my table, of all the tables in here? It’s not every night a beautiful woman comes to sit with me, so pardon me but I am a bit intrigued.”

[Tara]

Tara walked into the tavern and sat down at a table near the door in case she needed to make an escape. It was starting to get quite busy but it was calming compared to the rush of people outside. There was still an overwhelming amount of scents in here though, but she had gone numb to that a short while after arriving in Syliras. She closed her eyes and opened them, focusing in on who and what was in the room. She liked to know exactly who was in her surroundings, as she didn't like to be taken by surprise. She took a few short sniffs and in a matter of seconds organized and formed a distinction between them.

There was a couple of human males in the far corner... But they were no threat to her at the present. There was a man and a women sitting near the middle of the tavern, having a bottle of wine. They probably hadn't even been alerted to her presence yet. She had come in a quietly as she could, she liked to blend in and not draw attention to herself. There were other people seated in different seats, but she wasn't bothered to sniff through them all. f they were people to be wary of, she would have been alerted to it. The last couple at a table near the fireplace were different though. She stared pointedly at them and took a couple more sniffs. Ah yes. There was a male human, and from the looks of it he was a blacksmith. He was in the company of a female kelvic, and she was probably a feline kelvic. She covered in the scent of cat. Tara wasn't fond of her own species, or at least she didn't like being in the company of other kelvics. She wasn't particularly bothered by humans, though.

The female kelvic had a pretty face and long raven black hair. Though both Tara and the other kelvic had black hair Tara's was a softer, perhaps bluer shade. The kelvic had pale skin and icy blue eyes. Tara quickly tuned into their conversation which she could easily hear from where she was. The kelvic's name was Glaive, it seemed. It was only then that Tara remembered, staring was something most avoided. She quickly busied herself with playing with the flickering candle in front of her. She gently twisted around in circles. A waiter came to her table, and smiled warmly. "What would you like?" he asked her. Tara wasn't too familiar with this kind of thing. She thought back to when she was with humans and told him to get her a glass of the nicest wine they had. She gave him a gold miza and he left her. Tara picked at her sharpened fingernails until the waiter came with a glass of wine. She took it and thanked him. She took a small sip. It wasn't bad but she preferred river water.

[Vexrea Hawke]

Vexrea took her first steps into the tavern, stopping at the entrance to take into account the bustle of people in the Rearing Stallion . She made her way through the people, trying to be somewhat unobtrusive but obviously not very talented at it. As she works her way past the hearth she gives a vague nod to the human and the Kelvic sitting there.

She pauses for a moment, looking to them once more, before leaning in Rather abruptly , likely interruption the two, or at least heedless of the possible interruption " Do I go up to the bar to order? Or drag over one of the..Women, working the crowd?"

After blurting out the words she took a moment to consider the pair in front of her. Quite the mismatch , the human being far larger the the Kelvic almost to the point of comedy , at least for Vex. Realizing she was still wearing her gauntlets she put her hands behind her back, no need to potentially set off people she didn't know..

[Glaive]

Glaive listened to Vez but her eyes were elsewhere. She spotted another kelvic across the room and studied her slightly. She only half concentrated on what she was saying. 'I didn't realize women here had restrictions on who they socialize with.' She said lightly.

Without noticing it she was comparing herself to the other girl wondering what her animal form was. She flicked her gaze back to the human. So many distractions she was thinking to herself sighing. She mentally noted down that it had been a full two days since she had last eaten but she didn't care to much. After starving on city streets for years she was used to the feel of hunger.

Another human appeared and her teeth lengthened slightly but she maintained her control. She sighed again before turning to face her. 'Whatever you happen to feel like.' She responded after the girl had spoken in a smooth voice. She turned her head and noticed the human had gauntlets on her hands. People in this country seemed to be in the habit of carrying weapons around she thought to herself quietly. 'And who might you be?' She added as an afterthought.

[Vez]

“Touché.” Vez sighed as he sat back in his chair and gently folded his muscular arms over his chest. He studied Glaive once more, and noticed that her attention was elsewhere. Slightly annoyed, Vez placed a massive hand on the table and turned to get a glance at what she was looking at. It was girl, with long black hair and stunning amber eyes. Judging by the way Glaive was sizing her, she was probably another Kelvic; perhaps a feline one at that. Vez sighed again and turned back to face forward, grabbing his ale and taking a long drink. He had no idea what was about to happen and did not want to get involved. He looked over his glass and peered at Glaive, who wore an expressionless face. Well thats a big help He thought to himself. He noticed that she had not ordered anything to eat, so he set down his ale and waved a hand to hail down Seth, the serving boy. But before he could get the boy’s attention, a woman appeared between them and interrupted whatever conversation there was left. Glaive responded to the woman in a cold, smooth voice, and inquired as to what her name was. Feeling uncomfortable being around so many women, Vez merely grabbed his ale again, and took another long drink.

[Tara]

Tara peered into the glass she held gently in her hands. When the two at the fireplace were distracted by another human, she flicked her eyes back to them. The kelvic had been looking at, but was now talking to the human. The male she sat with look somewhat alienated. Tara chuckled quietly. She knew somewhat how that felt. She took a sip of her wine and look casually back at the two. They intrigued her. Most feline kelvics had a more solitary disposition, she had never seen one openly immerse themselves in the company of humans. Tara herself preferred to be alone, or in the company of those she trusted well. However she did not trust many, so she was rarely social with others. She did not particularly like crowded places, but Syliras was an area of many memories. She spent her childhood here, and the rest of her life running away from here. She leaned back in her chair. Although she didn't particularly want to talk to the kelvic, Tara did want to understand it.

The kelvic, Glaive, seemed to be showing no sign of emotion. Unlike animals, humans were a lot harder to read. Animals conveyed emotions to great extent, yet humans tended to keep them buried away. Tara sighed heavily and leaned forward, leaning her elbows on the table and clasping her wine in her two hands. She wondered who would make the first move. She glanced over at Glaive. She was taller than Tara, but she wasn't able to tell of Glaive's abilities. She decided it would not be wise to make a first move. She twisted the glass in her hands, making little scraping noises as her nails scratched the glass. She looked back over to Glaive and the blacksmith. He seemed to be drinking and awful lot. Almost impulsively she picked up her wine and took a small sip. She drank slowly, savoring it. She watched the kelvic's movements carefully. She would do something sooner of later that gave away her intent here, even if it was a simple one Tara needed to know.

[Glaive]

Glaive waited calmly for the human's answer, her gaze bore into her but she soon turned away bored. Though she was unlike most of her race, she still had some of her instincts and she knew she was being watched by someone. Her icy stare turned to the kelvic sitting across the room. Feline, she concluded quietly to herself. She didn't plan to cause any trouble but if she was forced to she would fight back. The girl seemed to be hostile from this distance but she wasn't sure, either way she was prepared for the outcome.

The only reason she had entered the city in the first place had been to gather information and news of the world. After being a solitary wanderer in the forests near Kalea one tended to fall behind on the news of what was happening. She preferred being alone but if she was forced to she could go into any situation that involved talking to others. It was just another mask to put on over her face. It was never really her that people saw, just the girl she wanted them to see. Her blank face still betrayed nothing about her masking her real thoughts beneath the surface.

She sat tense on her chair once but her ice blue eyes remained on the kelvic. Underneath the table her sharp fingernails were tearing dents into the soft wood. She let out a breath before deciding to make conversation with Vez who seemed a bit awkward in their current situation.

'So have you always been in Syliras?' She questioned the human imitating curiosity by tilting her head slightly. Her hair was loose over her shoulders as she asked Vez the question. Out of the corner of her eye she was still watching the feline across the room.