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Kirian took several steps back from the guard, his silver eyes widening with what looked like a flash of fear. As a tiefling, he'd had one too many encounters with guards. While he could hold his own, it was never pleasant. His own hand tightened around the spear, parting his legs and...

Kirian looked around the factory district, becoming stiffer and more tense with each step. The tiefling was holding on to his spear as tightly as possible, using it as a walking cane of sorts. It made a sharp click every few seconds but the noise was lost in the scuffling of feet, shouts, clangs...

Kirian wanted to smack Kari Wolf for two reasons. Firstly, he was rude to the bartender, who seriously didn't need that crap. Secondly, the 'boy' which Wolfy had tossed in his direction didn't sit well. Valentine wouldn't have taken that crap from Wolfman. But Valentine wasn't here. So Kirian...

Kirian, who'd become uneasy at one person joining, let alone three, was starting to grow more and more uncomfortable. He'd moved away from the counter as to be able to see all the newfound members of his group and keep his back guarded. Yes, this habit tended to make him 'less approachable' as...

Kirian nodded, pulling out a notepad and starting to write down the details in a careful, elegant script. The language seemed to be a mixture of Common, ancient Greek and Infernal, plus a few symbols from a tongue absolutely nobody understood. Before long, everything had been inscribed and he...

Kirian had been sitting alone in a shadowed corner of the bar, twirling the dark liquid in his mug with the tip of his knife, pure silver eyes cast down upon the table in front of him. He didn't like being alone, but Quinn was off doing who knew what back home and wouldn't return for a few...