Private Tales Pleasant Surprises

[Honi]

Two days had passed since Honi had arrived in Alliria and that marked two days since he had joined the Clanless, a collection of rift raft that survived in the Slums by means of grifting and hold ups. Originally believing them to be a collection of brutes, Honi quickly realized their crimes were committed to provide for the elderly and young of their camp. Seeing the honor in this lot, Honi proved himself worthy of joining their ranks and after a short albeit painful test, now found himself a instructor, teaching them the art of battle among other skills.

However Honi knew the Clanless needed more help then he could provide on his own. He intended to instruct them but he also intended on seeing out other ventures. His plan was not only to have them learn how to fight properly but to hire them out as sell swords. In order to do so, he needed to secure arms and other gear for them on top of improving their living conditions which included housing and general health. He had a gamble he intended to play at soon that would help them with those loose ends but before then, he wanted to track down another skilled fighter.

With that in mind, he began to wander around Alliria, venturing into taverns in a attempt to track down anyone who lived up to his standards. So far, he had encounter four boastful warriors, all who left a bad taste in his mouth. He did walk away from the last tavern however with a helpful tip. A area by the docks known for organizing fights, perfectly legal mind you as these were often bouts and not full on brawls. Armed with that knowledge, the man from the Spine set out to see if he encountered anyone worth talking too.

Valencia

 

[Valencia]

She strode on by at a leisurely pace, staff tapping rhythmically against the pavement as she made her way through the bustling street. Another day, another disappointment, she thought, as she wandered aimlessly down the road, barely acknowledging her surroundings, oblivious to the annoyed grumblings and stares from passers by as she carelessly bumped into them or hit their toes with the butt of her staff. She was so lost in her thoughts she walked headlong into a wall of muscle, a loud "Oof!" escaping her as she fell on her behind. Rubbing her temple, she cast her gaze up at the person she had run into, grimacing in mild annoyance.

"Excuse you," she started as she picked herself up off the ground, dusting off the back of her dress.

 

[Honi]

"My... pardon?" Honi was confused as someone walked into him and yet chose to cast the blame not upon themselves. His first instinct had been to grumble in protest yet upon seeing who walked into him, his approach seemed to soften. For a moment. He then instinctively felt for his coin purse, as the last time a woman approached him in some manner here, he was almost robbed. Satisfied it was still there, he looked to his present company in silence wondering what her story was.

The pair may had mad an interesting picture to anyone looking at this interaction. Honi stood both tall and strong, his sepia skin tone posing a stark contrast against his light clothing. Upon his serious face were tribal markings, thick red tattoos which curved below either eye then angled downward into a sharp point ending along his jawline. Honi's eyes were a bright blue, rich and deep and always seemed to hold a fierceness to them no matter what the setting. His dark hair was let loose, framing his face but none more so then the single braid he kept on the left side of his head. The tribal appearance was betrayed by the refined clothing he wore that played to an exotic look, tut then everyone in Alliria was exotic in their own right. His white over coat had begun to loose it's crispness and appeared to have dull thanks to dust and travel grime. He was armed with a wooden bow which he slung over his back beside the quiver filled with arrows and had several tomahawks hanging from his belt.

Valencia was... Well she was Valencia. All dark hair and bright eyes as far as he could tell. "Is everything... Well?" He posed a actual question next. Curiosity got the best of him it seemed and he was interested in seeing what distracted her so.