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UltraMechaStalin
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- Joined
- Jan 19, 2009
"The bazaar it is."
It'd be impossible to disguise their identities, mainly due to those distinguishing scars he bore. Sadly, Vallios did have something of a problem slipping into a crowd during daylight hours. The toned physique and primal way he held himself, combined with those vivid eyes and markings made him hilariously easy to spot in a crowd...So, instead Vallios decided that he'd make his presence obvious. With a shift Vallios had those outlandish fist weapons displayed prominently on his belt. He knew that not even the boldest of assassins would approach Serefina, or himself when Vallios was so apparently on top of things.
The two departed Ahn'kir keep side by side, making their way leisurely to the city's sprawling Bazaar. With every step they drew closer, the hustle and noisy bustle of daily commerce rising to meet their ears. Serefina was certainly in for a culture shock if she'd never seen people in large congregations.
It'd be impossible to disguise their identities, mainly due to those distinguishing scars he bore. Sadly, Vallios did have something of a problem slipping into a crowd during daylight hours. The toned physique and primal way he held himself, combined with those vivid eyes and markings made him hilariously easy to spot in a crowd...So, instead Vallios decided that he'd make his presence obvious. With a shift Vallios had those outlandish fist weapons displayed prominently on his belt. He knew that not even the boldest of assassins would approach Serefina, or himself when Vallios was so apparently on top of things.
The two departed Ahn'kir keep side by side, making their way leisurely to the city's sprawling Bazaar. With every step they drew closer, the hustle and noisy bustle of daily commerce rising to meet their ears. Serefina was certainly in for a culture shock if she'd never seen people in large congregations.