tavern time

Kitteh was walking out near the desert he kicked a rock with his toes bouncing up and down and up and down until he found it, The giant tavern. Previously he had been going through a most annoying mountain with the worst tour guide, who I had to save five times from falling off a ledge. Kitteh marched across it and finally came across the worst desert ever,unusually being next to a mountain, and he stumbled across, eventually coming to this tavern, in witch he was supposed to be in approximately five miles. He was to the point were he was crawling soon and finally after the distance he got there. He pushed a chair so it was out and sat down.

A pair of electric-blue eyes had been watching the boy from the moment he'd stepped through the door to the pub. Something about him exuded a dark aura and it hadn't escaped the notice of the barman who placed down the glass he was cleaning and walked over to the table the young man had sat it, pulling a chair out for himself and quickly seating himself opposite the new arrival. Not a single word was spoken for a few seconds as Marick looked this boy over before a small smile crossed his lips and he leaned back. "You're not here for a drink...so what are you here for?" he asked coolly, his arms crossing over his chest as he awaited an answer that, in the back of his mind, he already knew.

Kitteh silently broke into sweat what should he say he thought silently to himself. kitteh finally had the perfect words he got it."sir uhh umm"...suddenly he broke down.He finally got control of himself. "I want to join your guild sir yes please" He felt his back drop his bag and it slipped down onto the ground. He was starting to crack up out of stress as he completely lost control of everything. He felt as if the world would collapse on him. He broke down until he was head on the table and body above it doing a hand stand.

That blunt response was almost surprising. So this young man wanted to join the guild did he? And...wait, was he doing a handstand on the table? Marick had no words to say right now as he simply watched the boy. Clearly this whole ordeal - and traveling however far he'd traveled - had caused him to momentarily lose his sanity. Marick looked over at the bar, shrugging as the stand-in barman looked at him in confusion. The Sabertooth guildmaster motioned for a glass of water, to which the barman obliged after a nod and a headshake at the scene before him.

As the barman place the glass on the table, Marick pushed it towards the young arrival. "Drink up before you lose whatever sanity you have left." he said calmly but warmly. "Then we shall talk seriously."

Kitteh took a large gulp of water and felt himself gain slight sanity. He then looked strait forward, and thought he could now be serious."yes I do want to sir". He felt the meeting get on a slightly better path and now he could think of what to say without worry If he couldn't this could be hard so he would push through. He took one final drink and put the glass down.

The atmosphere of the bar seemed to ease once the boy calmed down. It were as if the entire room were watching the events unfold, waiting to step in should this peculiar entrant make a sudden movement. Marick looked the boy over again, his arms crossing over his chest once again. "What's your name?" he spoke calmly. The longer he sat opposite this kid, the more he could sense that dark energy, subtle though it was. "And where did you travel here from?"

"my name is Kitteh sir"Kitteh replied calmly. Kitteh paused for a bit and sat thinking he zoned out for a bit almost passing out. He looked over at the man then replied slowly. "I am from tartarus of the dark guilds sir"he said unervingly.