Irritable Adventures (Private/Jan)

Ardere was walking through the streets of Hargeon, it was a blazing hot day, yet there was a subtle breeze that made it less scorching. He was holding a book in his hand, as always. Being here in Hargeon on business, he wouldn't get to relax very often, so he took advantage of this time to get out and do some more reading. Knowledge was the most powerful weapon, that and flames, in his personal opinion.

He was looking for a place to sit and read, luckily most of the people here in Hargeon didn't use magic, so he was not concerned for his well being sitting outside of some shop or near the docks. As he made his way through the town, he could feel the cool breeze. The only downside was it carried the smell of fish, something he had grown to not be so fond of. The town was known for it's fishin, but damn this was horrendous. Perhaps it was due to some childhood experience, cause most people didn't seem to mind the smell, even tourists. Or perhaps he was one of the few people who didn't actually eat fish.

Rubbing his neck, he noticed a bench in front of a small walking park. This'll do. Walking over to the bench, he noticed the severe lack of people in the park, perhaps it was too hot to them, but heat was his specialty. The salmon haired mage plopped down onto the bench and opened his book. Perfect. Beginning to read, he had finally found some peace and quiet for the first time since joining the Rune Knights. Nothing could ruin his serenity, at least, nothing he knew of at the moment. Tranquility was not often found in the world of mages, therefore he would enjoy it, and read his book. He would lean back, and cross his right leg over his left, holding the book in one hand. Pushing a strange of his salmon colored hair back, it revealed the flame tattoos on his face and neck even more so than usual. Finally, peace.

Ardere was minding his own business, reading his book, when a voice interrupted his peace and quiet. It could never be just peace and quiet, someone always had to interfere. The fire mage sighed and turned to see a woman hanging from a tree branch. Certainly an odd sight to see, but not the oddest he had seen. She was an attractive woman, but she was very....creepy in a way, he thought. You must be a light sleeper then, I'm just here, reading a book. The woman with scarlet hair had a strange feeling about her, but no one else was within a sociable distance. What are you doing napping in a tree anyways? Not worried about falling? It did seem kind of strange to sleep in a tree, but he wasn't one to judge. Teach each his own, he always said.

The breeze was becoming quite fair now, yet the sun was still blazing. All of the people were probably at the beach, and the fisherman were probably just swimming. Things seemed to be calm for once, but here this woman was, hanging from a tree. An interesting situation he found himself in currently, hopefully she wasn't confrontational. Ardere enjoyed a good fight, but he was rather in the mood to read, not scorch the nice pavement here. He had recently come into a new power, and he didn't want to test it out on the streets. Being observant, he had noticed her guild tattoo, it looked familiar but he couldn't quite place it just yet, he was too distracted. His rune knight tattoo was visible on his right forearm, due to his sleeves being rolled up to the elbows.