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[Jenny]

Fall, 3rd, 513AV Loud it was... Full of drunks, but thats what you get when you're in a tavern. Jenny sat quietly at a table in the corner keeping to herself. The tavern was basically her home in Taloba. The tavern was runned by Durk who is not a Myrian... but neither was she. Jenny drank slowly savoring the taste of the alcohol. Her hair was pulled back in a high ponytail, arms on the table. She was trying to keep herself awake and not doze off. The people in here were amusing her, which helped keep her awake. she leaned back in her chair, crossed her legs and made herself get lost in her thoughts, beginning to ignore everyone in the tavern.

[Jagger]

It had been another fairly unsuccessful morning fishing, but Jagger had caught what he could and sold it for just a bit of coin at the tavern. He would do what he had to in order to survive, and fishing was the one thing that he knew he was good at around here. He would keep some of the fish for himself, smoking and drying them to keep them preserved, and sell the rest for some wages to keep himself alive. He wasn't skilled enough to venture very far out for fish though, so that was proving to be a problem. Most of the water sources within the city or on the very outside of it were almost completely farmed dry.

A mug of foul-tasting alcohol had been purchased with one of those coins, with the Myrian serving it giving him a rather nasty smirk as he handed the stuff to the Svefra. He obviously thought the half-breed wouldn't be able to handle the Myrian beverage, and to be honest, he was completely correct. Jagger had taken one sip and nearly spit it out, and had then managed to get a headache. Was he a lightweight, or was it just hardcore stuff?

A foreign looking female caught his eye, and he blinked at her, tilting his head for a moment as he processed her appearance. She was exotic-skinned like the rest, but seemed... different somehow. It wasn't a tan that she had, but naturally dark skin. She was getting one or two foul looks, but not near as many as Jagger. So... was she foreign? A little foreign? Intending on finding out, Jagger stood, heading over to the table and sitting boldly on one of the free chairs. He slid the mug he had brought with him across to her, and grinned cheekily, voice cheery and pleasant. "Bought you a drink. Know any good spots to fish?" He spoke in a mixture of Common and Myrian, not sure what exactly she knew.

[Jenny]

Jenny was thinking about going outside exploring, and maybe do some hunting. She felt some stares of others in the tavern, but it didn't bother her at all. She rocked her leg back and forth trying to decide how her day would go... thinking just about everything as well- anything that came to her mind anyway. Jenny heard the noise of the chair being pulled out, out of a normal reaction she glanced up to see a young man sitting down in front of her. He was very tall at least to her he was, shaggy hair, creamy skin, she sensed he had Mryian blood in him but the blue eyes made her uncertain. He had a grin on his face and was pleasant to look at. "Bought you a drink. Know any good spots to fish?" In his words she pick up Common and Mryian language. Jenny was cautious, but his smile put her more at ease. She smiled back and took the drink he offered her. "Thank you."Her tongue in the Mryian language was a little rough. She was unsure how to answer his question, she never went fishing before. " I'm not sure where you can fish... near the sea I know that for sure.. I've never went fishing before."The man was increasing her curiosity. "May I ask who you might be?"