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Part of the bar began to warp slightly as if time bent, an almost perfect sphere seemed to take shape with shadows ever so rapidly evacuating the sphere. This went on till the point that a small corner of the bar was clad in a dark shadow which in reality was no longer a shadow but a humanoid figure hard to make out from the excess of clothing he wore. The elf stood there his back turned to the patrons of the bar as he brushed off his shoulder opposite of the one with the large knotted bow and quiver full of arrows. In all honesty he seemed a bit out of place with his style of garb. The High Elf turned around finally looking amongst the crowd with an emotionless expression betraying no facial feature to the fact that he did not know where he had ended up at.