by Oras Auro 28th September 2017, 2:19 pm
The girl seemed slightly down after Oras had responded, but when she replied she seemed to cheer up a little bit more, talking about how the inn had much to offer. The only thing was that Oras didn't require much. A bed and some food he could take to his room was it really. Oras brought his own water wherever he went, and he preferred to eat in private. The less people who knew Oras' true identity and face, the more comfortable he felt. At any rate he would be receiving a room to stay in for the night. While he was guessing this woman wished to assist him with anything he needed, and whether or not she was attempting to get him to buy more than he originally intended, he would be sticking with his necessities. Most people loved to indulge themselves, but Oras didn't stoop to that level. Luxuries were not needed, and what was not necessary he would dismiss in order to keep himself focused.
He noticed the girl in the building move over to a pair of machines and pour them into a cup. He assumed that the liquid was either tea or coffee. Unless she was nocturnal, or had an unusual habit of drinking coffee at night, the logical assumption was tea. He also noticed two other things: The first was that she was in her nightwear, which meant she either just got out of bed, or was preparing for bed. The second was the creature that floated nearby her. It appeared to be a very tiny octopus that glowed green. When the girl walked over to them she greeted Charlotte before introducing herself to Oras. Desirée Blooms was her name evidently. She revealed her guild mark as she offered her hand in greeting. Oras was about to shake her hand in return when Charlotte rushed over to Desirée with a yelp and materialized clothing over her nightwear. Evidently she was more frightened about what Oras would think of her attire than Desirée. However Oras truly didn't care what people wore. That was there business, and he really didn't care anyways. Unless she offered her hand again though, he wouldn't shake her hand.
"Verus. Originally I came here seeking information on an individual. However it seems I've hit a dead end. So I'll simply rent a room and be on my way in the morning." He always got to the point, but in this case he just didn't wish to repeat himself. He had four people to keep an eye on at this point. Charlotte, Desirée, her pet, and the other individual who seemed to be enjoying themselves and being lazy. Oras always acted as if he was surrounded by threats. It saved his life once or twice after all, and hadn't failed him yet. Of course he wouldn't let the other's realize it. If he was attacked in any way, he could easily summon his illusions and draw his daggers or throwing knives, counteracting very swiftly. Years of training with his old mentor in the wilderness sharpened his reflexes, thinking, and many other survival skills. His mentor helped him start his way on magic, but once past the basics he insisted that Oras practice his magic on his own, unless he wished to spar. That of course, was all before his mentor sent him away.
With the departure from his master, the only things that mattered now was survival and confirming the location or death of his childhood friend Raven.
