You stumble exhausted into the town Kuras suggested. "Mage in a tavern..Helpful" you think to yourself as you look around the busy streets. You keep your bandaged arms and hands close to your chest. Until you see a sign with the name "The Wet Wick" in faded orange letters. That's it. You walk towards it and immediately greeted with a warm and chaotic energy of the people inside. You notice everyone is crowding around one area and then a handsome tall man stands up onto the tavern bar, as if its a stage. He has dark brown hair, and beautiful green eyes you could get lost in. He's wearing a black coat with rolled up sleeves. Brown harnesses along his chest and a golden pendant on the right side of his coat with an emerald gem in the center. What stands out his his dagger shaped earring hanging from his left ear, leads to a scar that emerges from his neck, across his cheek. Despite the rouch looking exterior he has you hear laughter and see a smile from him that seems so genuine and inviting. "Alright alright. But this is the last time" he says to the crowd, as he waves his hands pale green magic flows from him. Dancing in shapes and wonder until he waves his wrist and flowers appear in his hands, four beautiful lillies "Who could use some luck?" he looms around until his eyes land on you "How about you?" he hands them to you with a soft smile, before they wisp away and he bows with the roaring audience, jumping off the bar with a graceful thud and the bar continues going around as normal