Nathan Tarrenwillow
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Nathan sharply inhales the salty air that spreads throughout the sea port of Elbion. A gracious smile spread across his lips as he locked his eyes onto the sea. "I will never get tired of this," he whispers to himself. Pure admiration twinkles in his eyes. Listening closely to the waves subtly crashing against the docking board's support beams. Perhaps he should switch profession as a sailor, he muses the thought. Yet, despite how much he loves the sea it doesn't come close towards people, especially the tall ones. He switches his focus onto the buzzing movement of people below him. Oh yes, the tall ones he fancy so dearly. Immediately Nathan starts to pick one by one from the crowd who he deems 'cute' or 'handsome.' He definitely doesn't have a preference on who to screw. Very momentarily he looks down at his hand holding onto a wanted paper. It have an image of a man and captions that states:
"Wanted dead = Luvox Stone
Last seen Elbion district port.
Reward will be given when body brought over to [random location]"
With a heavy sigh Nathan turns around leaning back against the railing of the upper floor balcony deck. His eyes quietly observing each of the resting occupants. Some of them seated at tables, others are close to the bars, and the rest sightseeing at the view.
"Oi!" He raises his voice loud enough for the room to hear. "Anyone here is a good tracker?"
"Wanted dead = Luvox Stone
Last seen Elbion district port.
Reward will be given when body brought over to [random location]"
With a heavy sigh Nathan turns around leaning back against the railing of the upper floor balcony deck. His eyes quietly observing each of the resting occupants. Some of them seated at tables, others are close to the bars, and the rest sightseeing at the view.
"Oi!" He raises his voice loud enough for the room to hear. "Anyone here is a good tracker?"