Here comes a dragon (Intro)

Behind the bar, stood perhaps the shortest member of Fairy Tail. She stood a couple inches shy of five feet at four foot something inches. Yet she was not intimidated by the giant like some Magnolia's citizens may have been outside of Fairy Tail's guild doors. The petite girl with pale blonde hair that nearly fell down just past her knees, offered the man a bright sparkling smile from behind the counter.

”Heyas! Welcome to Fairy Tail! Anything in particular to drink? Or you want me to surprise you?”

Arcadia was wiping down the bar with a clean rag when he came in. The usual bar staff on duty this time of day had a wedding to attend out o town, so Arcadia was filling in. It wasn't  all that unusual, Arcadia prided herself on being able to do most any of the jobs to be found the guild hall. This was not the first time she had filled in for a shift behind the bar. ”We're famous for our juice, but we got the hard stuff too.”

While the short little blonde might not have been intimidated by the hulking man who just entered, the smaller male already at the bar was. Percy was about a foot taller than Arcadia, but found himself equally dwarfed by the new guy as the younger girl was by him. This dude was so tall and so muscular. Percy's body was deceptively muscular and strong under his light turtle neck, but he knew no matter how fine-tuned his body was, it'd never be as well-defined at this.

With intimidation came admiration, though. The younger Dagger might be on the timid side due to the circumstances of his upbringing, but it was no secret that he dreamed of possessing enough power to be considered a viable force in his family. Strength oozed off the newcomer, and that only ignited his curiosity over whether said newcomer also possessed magic, or just raw strength. Percy had a hard time believing such an imposing guy would be magicless, but maybe that was his own bias since he viewed himself as inferior due to his own lack of magic power.

Suddenly self-conscious of his lemonade he'd been sipping, he chugged it down before speaking. He might not drink a lot, but even if he had wanted a hard drink, ordering one from someone so young made him feel weird. He wondered if this guy would also feel odd ordering alcohol from a child. "H-Hello," he began, inwardly cringing at the stammer he'd tried so hard banish in this instance. The two-toned man had to tilt his head a bit to try a meet the stranger's gaze, which wasn't helping him feel more comfortable, but he'd be a friendly prospective guildmate anyway.