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After waiting for others to clear out, hoping to avoid a scene being made because he happens to want to use the shop as well, Amien Thrus comes in a second time today, explaining to the shopkeeper behind the counter, "I should have done this last time I was here, but I completely forgot. I could...

Amien tilts his head slightly to return the whisper towards Ru on his declaration, "I already figured as such. You certainly act the part.. and possibly dress it too." He doesn't comment on the apparent foolishness of lying, instead conceding quickly, "Very well then. I clearly seemed to have...

Amien frowns at the reactions he's gotten, quickly defending his statement, "Lying can be an amazing skill. Of course it saved someone's life. Isn't that what matters more than manners?" He then responds to the notion of using the backpack to carry supplies by thrusting his magical sack to the...

"A sort of... liar then?" he asks, towards the Bardess in question, "Please, don't allow me get to know your true self. I am always interested to play along with fabricated personalities if need be." "I say.. since we both want something, we make the devil think we have it, and she'll just have...

"Chuckles is right..", Amien responds, revealing his inability to come up with a fitting counter-nickname for Ru, "Knowing myself, I would fathom myself to try to introduce myself and make effort to integrate myself into the old group's numbers, because I am currently out of work which to...

Amien listens carefully, having abandoned his drink at this point in favor of rubbing his chin. "Hmm.. So if I'm not mistaken, our first line of duty for this job would be to obtain the items listed from the letter, correct?"

The warrior most challenged by the question drifts into an uncharacteristically humorless state, shoving his mug away and leaning forward over the table almost confrontationally, holding up a finger to point, "Because, quite frankly, you need a man like me. A man that, if he does die, will not...

~ At Kaedyn's Table ~ Amien has talked over everyone else as it is, but takes another moment for good reason this time to answer, "I need to make a round about trip to the store to purchase more lighting. The thought didn't occur to me last time."

~ At Kaedyn's Table ~ After listening to the briefing given on the monster's abilities, he states with little concern, "Sounds like a pain and potentially life ruining, but you know as they say.. if it bleeds, we can kill it." He looks into his cup and sets it down, "I wouldn't mind having a...

~ At Kaedyn's Table ~ Amien soon leans over the table, now that they are properly being briefed on the nature of the downfall, to hear the Paladin's words a little better. "I see.. So if collecting adventurers from the Inn worked for Father Cedric, you hope it will work for you, right? I like...

Amien glances over his shoulder at the unexpected appearance of a fourth voice openly determining the occupants of the table as hooligans. Brows twitching, Amien's hands struggle to know if it is him being talked about as they silently gesture in question at himself, "Hooligan, trouble? Please...

~ At Kaedyn's Table ~ Amien takes sips of the freshly poured mead as Damaris chats so eagerly. It is probably because he doesn't want to be in the middle of a family dispute for lack of ability to properly handle such a rift that he doesn't bring light to the fact that he traveled with Galandra...

~ At Kaedyn's Table ~ Amien hardly changes his cheerful expression given the insight provided on certain implications in that one line, as if something like that is expected to be said. Being informed of the practical reasoning behind the ability to study one's bone structure, he lifts his mug...

~ At Kaedyn's Table ~ Amien is soon given the mug that he requested, and in response hands some coin as payment. After giving one last glance to see a man's bachelor status be put to rest in a figuratively brutal fashion, he has to walk around the table to find a seat for himself. Though he...

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~ At Kaedyn's Table ~ Amien stutters silently and hoists an index finger in silent protest as the new coming man has chosen the seat he was about to take. Forced to give up, he lets what they say linger on his ears. He bites his lower lip to fight the urge to valiantly fight the urge to make a...

~ At Kaedyn's Table ~ Amien responds to the challenge by rubbing his thumb and forefinger together as if handling change, "If the reward justified for the less than to be proud of type of labor, then I just might.. but that's not what you're here for is it? After all cheap labor is plentiful...

Amien turns in his seat to see the new voice that had brought his voice close to the two, leaving no doubt it is they that he wants. It is the Paladin. Looking between himself and Galandra he quickly nods, "Why, of course! I am always available for adventuring services, unless of course I am...

Amien feels relieved now that he has no reason to be paranoid. Finding a new seat now he kicks back and relaxes with the remaining mead he has, starting to think contemplatively... Maybe he should become a lumberjack someday.. Naaaaah. Suddenly he hears his name again, and he stumbles back into...