Demonic Deals (Open/Social)

East Forest. Ever since Magnolia had been destroyed, Ezra had returned to the woods he had grew up in. Miles deeper into this forest would be his home village, of which he would stay until Magnolia had been reconstructed. But more often than not, the redhead found himself sleeping under starry skies with his back against the trunk of a strong oak, breathing clean, forest air and pondering the enigma that is Fairy Tail for nights on end. However, Ezra would soon come to find that the forest would have more visitors than usual.

Just recently, Ezra had acquainted himself with two young men who went by Advent and Rhyolo. Their meeting was short lived but delightful, wondering where the candid, silver-haired man and the more masculine, dense one had been in life. It almost became a habit to watch over all things and everyone, like some sort of religious angel. Although they were no more than people he happened to come across, he had the strong will to protect them.

But their visit was certainly not the last, for a new person, emitting of intense magical energy and seemingly a man. When it came to Ezra's perception of his power, it was mediocre in comparison to his. On a strong, thick tree branch lied a redhead shrouded in the shade of the leaves, peering down into the paths and groves of bushes. A man with a shawl, or at least that was his assumed gender, had been strolling about aimlessly as far as Ezra could tell. But the redhead would come to discover that his stroll had not being aimless when he came to a stop before conversing with some alien being via magical item.

They talked about things that left the redhead puzzled, for he knew not of what they were referencing. But after his unintentional eavesdropping, Ezra intruded in a burst of friendliness. "Why, howdy there, Mister." Ezra waved, "Up here!"

The redhead would shout down to the man, trying to grab his attention. It was quite a strange situation, and wasn't sure how to approach it. "Reckon you haven't been 'round here for long, 'cause no one walks this deep into the East Forest 'n all. Mind you, ain't it a bit shady for 'ya to walk so deep into a place like this with a shawl? Slap me silly if I am overly-suspicious,
but we best be at guard after the destruction of this poor 'ol town... it was 'cause of some inside-work that it fell." Ezra's voice seemed somber and intense, but no more friendly than the next person. "Gee, where are my manners? Name's Ezra, for 'er information." The redhead grinned his usual, toothy grin and dipped his head.

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Ezra looked down at the raven haired man with great interest in him. He emitted immense power, and he could not simply ignore a suspicious figure like him. Or maybe that wasn't the reason at all. Perhaps Ezra simply wanted company and it had nothing to do with his sense of just. The redhead would lounge about the strong oak and hum curiously.

To Ezra's surprise, the man would reveal himself with the swift removal of his shawl. The body and mark that were once obscured in mystery now came to light. The redhead was stunned about the bravery of the man, revealing a guild mark looked down upon by the Magic Council. Ezra's face grew more solemn as the raven haired man introduced himself. "The name ain't so familiar, sir," Ezra retorted, "I have a mighty fine memory and that name ain't ever pop up. The redhead finished with a huff. He was quite confident in his memory, but his boasting was more childlike than annoying. The usual silly Ezra.

Sol would then mention something about his companion, who seemed more demonic if anything. Ezra watched quietly before intruding on their exchange. "What are those, Mister Sol? Seems like 'er doing something 'long the lines of a person in the black market! Ya know...
coming to town all covered up n' stuff, given weird stuff to god-knows-what that is." He jested. It was an interesting conversation he had witnessed, leaving him quite inquisitive. "I ain't lookin fer no trouble either, Mister Sol, but it ain't always an option..." Ezra sighed, looking more sad than threatening. He really did not want to get into any fights today, he was too old for that.

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