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Usrah nodded his head.

"That would be nice. Thank you."

He brought his legs up and sat in midair in a crossed-leg position. He then proceeded to hover through the open window and into the room. He continued to float and remained relatively quiet.

Sorrow regained her composure and walked back over to the others. She couldn’t help but looking at the newcomer Usrah. She slowly walked over to him, her heart beating faster and faster. She fiddled with her hands and then began to nervously speak.

“Your your name is Usrah? My name is Sorrow, well it’s not my real name, but um please feel free to call me that. I um was wondering what brings you here?”

Sorrow was trying not to turn away as she was clearly starting to blush and she didn’t want to seem so shy. She tried to regain her composure again and slowly grabbed her water and started to drink it extremely fast.

Sorrow set the glass down and took a seat. She slowly pulled out her lute and began to play a simple melody which slowly got faster and more beautiful as it went on. She wasn’t really trying to impress him, though she was, but was more playing for the fact that it helped calm her down in times where she could not be calm otherwise.

Usrah could sense that Sorrow was acting strange. She seemed nervous, but so were most people when they saw a flying man. He then heard Lin asking questions and decided to address them all.

"I'm here because flying makes me happy. Trust me, when I'm not flying, I can be quite depressing."

He laughed at the next question.

"I haven't been busy for a few decades. That being said, I could go to the human capital with you. However, I need to obtain my necessary equipment. Please excuse me."

With that, he flew out the window and soared through the sky. His home was not far and he arrived in a matter of minutes. He donned his armor, grabbed his sword and shield, and attached the mantle. He flew back to the building where he had met the group, thankful that the window was large enough for him to still fit. He landed upon the floor in their room, covered in wicked black armor. He looked much bigger, the spiked mantle making his shoulders look enormous.

"It may look like much, but it's actually quite unhindering."

((Makes sense. One minotaur coming right up. Feel free to make your characters overreact))

Seeing a city in the distance, Rok quickened his pace. It seemed that he had been walking quicker than he had thought. As he loped down a hill and beside some fields, he realized that the humans were staring at him. A few cringed in fear at the sight of him. After glancing at each human, however, Rok set his eyes straight ahead and continued at his quick speed.

As he entered the city, the citizens were shocked at the sight of him. Several moved back. Rok could see why they were afraid; his massive height and bull's head were quite intimidating. But the looks that they gave him were not comforting. He guessed that most of them hadn't seen a minotaur in their lifetimes, and had only heard stories. Perhaps the stories hadn't even circulated here, judging by the fear in their eyes.

"Begone from our city, monster!" he heard a man yell. Rok averted his eyes in shame.

"Peace, friends. I only need to know the answer to my one question, then I will leave your town. Has an elf lady passed through here?" he asked, spreading his arms out to show that he wasn't armed. The same man stepped forward and glared at Rok.

"I don't know who or what you are, but you should leave now before we get violent," he threatened. A woman standing in the crowd spoke up.

"Look at the axe on his back! He could kill us in an instant!"

This evoked a strong reaction from the crowd. Rok closed his eyes then and reached behind him. Grabbing his battleaxe and bringing it back around to the front, the man stepped back in fear. Rok, however, simply placed the axe on the ground in front of him.

"See, I place my axe on the ground before me. I do not mean you any harm," he pleaded. The man hesitated, before turning to the crowd.

"He comes to harm us!" he yelled. Rok sighed, and backed away from his axe. The man stepped forward again and tried to lift it up. Rok growled and started towards the man.

"No one touches my battleaxe," he snarled, driving the man back in terror. The crowd dispersed, freaking out.

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((NPC))

A young woman ran into the inn yelling something about a monster in the streets.

"Someone, please help!" her voice carried through the entire inn.

When Usrah was speaking she kinda drifted off into a day dream until Ashe placed her hand on her shoulder. She snapped out of it and turned to see that Usrah was now wearing a strange spiked armor with a sword and shield in tow. She gazed at him placing her hands up to her face and looked away going back to her day dream. Just then she remembered hearing something about ready to leave and before she could say anything her stomach grumbled loudly. She placed her hands down at the table, noticing the rather large bag of money Lin had with her.

“I don’t mean to be rude but do you think I could borrow some of that? I’m kind of hungry and I really haven’t had anything to eat in a few days.”

Sorrow then noticed that her lute was at her side, she had forgotten she was even playing it. Playing the lute was like second nature to her, often times she herself would forget about it. She picked it up again and started to play a song. It was a very folksy song that she enjoyed playing every now and again. She began to sing to it in a soft cheerful voice.

“And I haven't had an honest conversation in weeks and irony rolls off my tongue much more easily and I don't think its mean

it just represents a chilling disconnect from reality.

And nation building nation states are captured in the acetate or filtered through our heads through the flicker of the windows on our street as we're walking home. As we're walking home Is there any place that's sane? Is there any place that makes sense?

And I said, ‘Things are bad,’ didn't I? Didn't I? And we tripped and stumbled for half the walk home.

And I said, ‘Things are bad,’ didn't I? Didn't I? And we tripped and stumbled for half the walk home.”

She finished playing and put the lute on her back. As soon as she finished a young woman ran in and begged for help. Sorrow was a bit confused to the whole situation. She met a few minotaurs in her endless journey and none of them were very cruel or tried to kill people for no reason. She wanted to rush out there and find out what was going on, but she knew she was still weak from the other night. A bit stronger, but she needed some food in her belly before trying to take on something like this.

"Hey, if you're all going to freak out about some tall guy" Flint shouted, getting up slowly and walking out of the bar, a knife still twirling like a dervish through his fingers.
"I suggest you don't, there's a 3 foot tall guy right here that at this moment, y'all should be more afraid of"

A man off to the side opened his mouth to speak, but it closed instantly when a flash of silver left Flint's hand, streaking so close to the man's face he might have lost a bit of a side burn.
It took Flint just a moment longer to realize the minotaur seemed to be of a high rank, perhaps a noble, or even a king, so he turned to him, and bowed.
He then got up and headed back to the inn, passing the same guy he threw the knife at, and while he was still completely stunned, relieved him silently of his wallet, and nobody knew.

Ashe had stayed in the inn while the Lin, Luniya, and Flint left to see about the minotaur. If Lin knows him, he must be a noble. She made a face and slumped in her chair, not caring about the elder next to her. She had tried to leave all the formalities back at home, but is seems that they are following her.
She turned her head to the elder and asked, "Forgive my curiosity, but why did you agree to join us when you didn't even ask about the mission itself?"