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Kaim looked over at the drunken man who had just sat beside him. Kaim made a face, smelling the alcohol on the man. "Water? This is a bar!! Get him a beer, tender, on me," said the man as he slapped Kaim on the back. Kaim sighed and looked back at the bartender, whispering “Water will do...please...” He pushed the coins forward and the man brought him water and meat fresh from the fire. Kaim ignored most of what the man was saying. Something about a girl who had kicked him? I wonder why...he thought to himself. But still Kaim turned his head to look at the girl covered in blood. Kaim nearly fell from his chair and he turned pale. An assassin! It was obvious. The way she dressed and her looks. Kaim knew a killer when he saw one. He quickly turned away, and clenched his glass. Was she one of the assassins responsible for killing his father? Or was she just a killer for higher? He closed his eyes and breathed. He wouldn’t jump to conclusions, he would wait and see. When Kaim turned his focus once again to the man besides him, he was talking about the blonde girl who sat with the assassin. Some sort of magic user most probably, but there was something strange about her. Whatever it was, Kaim could not figure it out. Finally, the man told Kaim his name. Marco, it was. Kaim simply nodded and answered in return “Kaim.” And so Marco left, dancing around and falling on some strange mans table...a mage by the look of him.

There was activity in this room, so many interesting things, but Kaim needed a place to stay. He quickly finished his meal and thanked the bartender. Turning around, he glanced around the room. He sighed and stood up, his eyes watching the assassin. She was the one who had caught his attention the most. So lost in his thoughts, he didn’t notice that he was staring at her with dark eyes.