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Jen
He dashes into the tavern, his eyes half popping out from worry. Rushing up to Winthorp, he demands ~ "Have you seen Kira?" ~ Grabbing the collar of the barkeep and shaking it agitatedly ~ "Have you?"
"You'll lift your filthy hands off me before I even care to listen to a word you say!" ~ Winthorp roars angrily. Without waiting for another response, he flings the elf's hands away in one forceful push, sending the elf sprawling onto the ground ~ "I'd watch my next words carefully if I were you... elfling."
The tavern is suddenly silent at the commotion as the indignant elf picks himself off the ground, wincing in pain as he rubs his bottom tenderly. Then, a few chuckles at the last motion before the soft whispers gradually louden into the usual throngs of tavern talk.
"I... I am looking for my... lady companion. Kira." ~ Jen's musical voice falters as he hears the snickers and boos from what little audience he has ~ "She has run away from home, somehow... without leaving a message..." ~ Suddenly halting, his voice breaks off and he plops onto a chair, very much dejected.
Lost in his own worries, he fails to notice the strange looking pair seated beside him.
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