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The warm interior of the Adventurer's Guild was a welcome comfort to Arade as he pushed through the door. All around the tavern are adventurers, wearing a variety of equipment as they relax between quests, a relaxation that can always be the last depending on how their next quest goes. Arade walks between the tables, giving nods or exchanging greetings with others as he goes towards the back where a board stands with a large amount of papers hanging off of it.
He approached the adventurer’s board, but took a quick stop as he saw a shadow move in the peripheral of his eye. Bringing a hand quickly to the blade on his side, he turned to see just the sun shining through a window, nothing suspicious in sight. The only thing of notice he saw was his reflection, looking back at him.
Arade’s black hair was still a mess from waking up this morning, tumbling over itself and strands of it falling in his face, his pointed ears poking out from underneath his hair. His yellow eyes, in which he often compared them to the color of cheese, stared back at him -- a strike of contrast against his green skin. Tusks pointed out of his bottom lips, curling upwards, framed by his scruff of a beard. His leather armor was strapped against his athletic frame, something that he got over the years of wielding his longsword that remained strapped by his side.
Turning away from the window, Arade finished his approach to the quest board. There was no one else around him at the moment, either having already set out of their quest or wanting to get breakfast over with first. He looked over the board, various quests posted, but all of them held one particularly focus - killing some creature. It wasn’t unusual for this, but once and awhile, Arade wished he could have a quest that was more of an escort mission or something. Looking over the quests, he wasn’t surprised to see a lack of information about the monsters themselves. A lot of time people didn’t know what the monster was, and those that did were typically killed before they could share the news. So, all the adventurers got was a location and a price tag.
Arade contemplated over the quests, each catching his eye, trying to decide which one to go on. It was quicker for him to decide compared to others, since he chose to work alone. It was easier that way, no one else to worry about but himself. Finally, his eye caught on one particular quest. For some reason, his eyes lingered on that one more than the others. Reaching forward his gloved hand, he tore the paper off of the board, and then hesitated for a second. He had a strange feeling of dread, an anxiety, but he shook it off -- he had been at this far to long to get nervous. He turned to go to the front desk and accept the quest, just another one to be done.