[What looks like a young child, short and easily shoved around by the crowds, is wandering around the town, flitting quickly from street corner to shop and continuing on. If you've got a good eye, you're likely to notice his long, pointed ears, marking him as not human, but he's behaving politely enough, if you're concerned about that sort of thing.
He rubs his hands over his arms and tries to smile if he catches anyone's eye, but this isn't his element at all, and it shows. He's never been all the good with crowds, especially ones filled with the larger peoples of the world. It makes him uneasy, and when he grins, it's easier to get a glimpse of his sharp teeth than it normally would be.
Despite trying to talk to the normal NPCs, his efforts don't seem to be going that well, and he's quickly catching the attention of the infected townspeople and a few imps. If left alone, he's likely to get into even more trouble.]
Now, this sort of excessive violence isn't needed, is it? I'm sure I can make it up to you, if I've done something wrong!
[Or maybe he's already in it pretty deeply, considering he's trying to reason with people infected with madness. Maybe someone should tell him to run or something, before someone ends up dead.]
[ Bonus ]
[Cynbel likes a great many things, but he's especially fond of new clothes, so he's happy enough to try on these. Beautiful clothes from a new world! They've got to be something special, something he's never seen before
Only... Who the hell designed these things? Sure, they're new and interesting. They made one small enough for him, too, but the fact that they're so restricting to wear has him thinking this isn't so lucky, after all.]
Really, now. The color is one thing, but why is it so tight around the ankles? It feels terribly strange, don't you think?
[Whether you agree with him or not, he looks like he's about to talk your ear off, like every true fashion snob. Will you hear him out, or is now a good time to try backing away?]
Cynbel Lightfoot | OC
[What looks like a young child, short and easily shoved around by the crowds, is wandering around the town, flitting quickly from street corner to shop and continuing on. If you've got a good eye, you're likely to notice his long, pointed ears, marking him as not human, but he's behaving politely enough, if you're concerned about that sort of thing.
He rubs his hands over his arms and tries to smile if he catches anyone's eye, but this isn't his element at all, and it shows. He's never been all the good with crowds, especially ones filled with the larger peoples of the world. It makes him uneasy, and when he grins, it's easier to get a glimpse of his sharp teeth than it normally would be.
Despite trying to talk to the normal NPCs, his efforts don't seem to be going that well, and he's quickly catching the attention of the infected townspeople and a few imps. If left alone, he's likely to get into even more trouble.]
Now, this sort of excessive violence isn't needed, is it? I'm sure I can make it up to you, if I've done something wrong!
[Or maybe he's already in it pretty deeply, considering he's trying to reason with people infected with madness. Maybe someone should tell him to run or something, before someone ends up dead.]
[ Bonus ]
[Cynbel likes a great many things, but he's especially fond of new clothes, so he's happy enough to try on these. Beautiful clothes from a new world! They've got to be something special, something he's never seen before
Only... Who the hell designed these things? Sure, they're new and interesting. They made one small enough for him, too, but the fact that they're so restricting to wear has him thinking this isn't so lucky, after all.]
Really, now. The color is one thing, but why is it so tight around the ankles? It feels terribly strange, don't you think?
[Whether you agree with him or not, he looks like he's about to talk your ear off, like every true fashion snob. Will you hear him out, or is now a good time to try backing away?]