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Formalities had already happened the royalty had made their introductions and like a good boy Surtr dipped his head subtly. He didn't care for these things but it was a little requirement for him to be able to travel the land freely. Though these babysitting missions were tiresome. After finishing the formalities he immediately sat down and ordered some food. Eating was one of the best parts, these inns and keeps had food unlike the homeland. Plus he was joined by an old friend, a familiar face and one he'd like to get to know more.

"So we meet again." He said playfully with a smirk as his food came. His crow had been glued to his shoulder since they had arrived. The aromas of his food had traveled upward and a warm smile crept across his lips. His crow hopped inward towards his neck obviously wanting some of the food. Surtr shook his head before cutting a piece of his bacon and passing it up. The crow chomped it down before hopping up and down on his shoulder. "That's all for now, go up and do your job." He said in a low tone almost as if annoyed. His finger flicked up to the rafters signaling that he wanted it to go there. It promptly flew up and sat in the rafters seeming to disappear into the shadows of it within a few moments.

"So how have you been since we last met? Anything exciting happen?" He inquire as he began to cut the thick slice of bacon and promptly scarf it down. After a few moments he switched to his bowl of chicken pot pie. The warmth of the food as it went down was phenomenal. He quenched his thirst with mead before preparing for round too. Although it appeared he wasn't paying attention the Mage was able to observe all through his crow. His black feather coat seemed to dance a bit in the light of the fire giving him almost a haunted feel. His pale skin only added to the effect. The one thing that spoke out against this was the muscle definition. He had a nice layer atop him that was defined and chiseled uncharacteristically so for a mage. With the lack of a shirt that Surtrs upper half was for the most part revealed allowing any and all who wished to see.

Surtr let out a playful chuckle as he could see Androk still fully on guard. What a stick in the mud she was. Still Surtr found the juxtaposition of their personalities to be quite enjoyable. "I'm gonna get you to loosen up one of these days" He teased taking another bite of his food. He dare not bump of shove her when she was one such guard at least not when he was so poorly positioned to defend her reflexes. "You know me, if I'm not traveling whatever I'm doing must be a waste of time. So I might as well babysit these lords and ladies to get an excuse to sneak out...." He spoke, though in truth it was a bit of a lie. Surge came and went as he pleased and he was sure his old friend knew that. Still though he'd never openly admit to his misconduct, admitting guild was the best way to get punished something Surtr avoided at all costs.

As she diligently pointed out the ones who were misfavorable in the room a playful smirk crept across his lips. "Those keen eyes never fail.... The little one is seeing all, plus I have a seal on mine. I'll be able to get to him before anyone" he said with a bit of a cocky tone. "There's a were off in the corner too...she's trying to hide but I can always tell." he whispered leaning in slowly as to not draw any reaction that could result in his harm. A playful wink accompanied his whispered his fiery eyes seeming to dance in the dully lit inn.

"I'd be surprised if anyone could keep up with you in a spar." he said with a hearty laugh as he finished his meal. He slid the plates to the side while taking a refill on his mead. Surtr always drank on the job. It made others underestimate him. His extremely high tolerance for liquor served him well on these missions. "This old crow hasn't been up to much... Another did managed to join this crew." He said sliding his finger up under his necklace to bring into focus, the necklace was an ebony string littered with claws and teeth. Most were from different sources and there was at least one from a dragon, vamp, and were. Others thought it was a way for Surtr to display his strength but in truth this was how he remember and honored the strongest he fought. To be on this necklace meant whoever it was had done something extraordinary in their battle.


"Mighty old dragon.... requested his final battle be against me.... how couldn't I honor such a thing? Surtr inquired. He truly wished to know. Taking life of magnificent things was one of the few things he hated and yet he felt if he disrespected the culture of another race like that it would bring such dishonor to both parties. There was a solemn tone in his voice as he asked the question but it quickly faded as his trademark playful smirk had plastered itself back on.

"So.... has any man dared to you court you yet? I imagine the day the one who succeeds will have the power to rule us all." Surtr teased gently, yet again a staple in his behavior. He considered Androk to be a good friend and as such was a bit more liberal with speaking his mind. Though he did tread carefully. A woman such as her was not to be poked and prodded too much.

"I haven't gotten to anywhere worth noting since the last time we spoke.... Perhaps if you ever took a day off I would take you there." Surtr teased softly though the offer certainly stood. If she ever did wish he would certainly take her. As she took a draw of her tankard Surtr finished his mead and awaited for it to be refilled. "I don't believe any of them would either. Far too much fire power in here for anyone to make a move..... Still can't help but hope. Would be a sight to see you in action again." He smirked quietly reminiscing at the prowess his companion had in combat. She was truly a force to be reckoned with and Surtr definitely enjoyed watching such power.

As she made a joke Surtrs eyes widened for a moment before allowing a hearty laugh to escape his lips. The dry humor that Androk let out perfectly meshed with Surtrs sense of humor. It was fantastic and a rare occurrence at that part. "It was very honorable, a wondrous battle on a mountain top. He was quite formidable and in the end accepted death with pride." Surtr said staring into his cup reliving the glory he experienced earlier. It was a feeling he was helpless too. He fought whenever it was a good battle he had to. He couldn't help it.

As she spoke of men Surtr perked up looking to her. "So a good warrior is the only requirement? Combat is the best way to court you?" He chuckled jesting in return as if to see if he could poke a little fun through that armor. "I have had the company of several, though no one worthy of having a home to return to.... Besides most aren't looking for that when they come to me..." He said with a soft chuckle taking a deep long drink of his mead after it was filled returning her joke with his own. Despite how true it was Surtr never tended to dwell on the past for long. "So what's after this. You do get R&R in that kingdom of yours right?" He inquired unintentionally asking if she was going to have any free time in the future. Surtr himself loved adventure and a woman like Androk was a desirable companion. Someone who's strength rivaled if not surpassed his was someone you'd want to have with you.

"Hmmm....All it takes is a request? I suppose I'll start filing the paperwork then!" Surtr said with a smug grin. He would happily follow some bureaucratic process if it meant he could take her out to see the sights. He had a rather tricky cave out in the in the northern wastes that supposedly contained a scroll that interested him. Perhaps he could make it a date. His stared into his mead his grin growing slightly as his mind began to scheme. He'd of course reward Androk in some way. He was sure he'd be able to find something to that she considered worth the time. Plus there were few if none he trusted more than her. Straight shooters like Androk were extremely rare and Surtr could use one for that quest. If Androk had glance over she'd likely see and recognize that pensive look about his face. While harmless most of the time Surtr did enjoy a good plan every now and then.

Though his scheming was broken up as a drunkard was pushed towards Surtr. Without even looking Surtrs left elbow came back as he rose catching the man in the throat. Due to the unbalanced nature Surtr was able to tabletop the man causing him to fall to the ground knocking himself out cold as his head smashed into it. "Oops...." He said rather playful holding his mead in his left hand, the whole group of drunkenly men stood up barking ignorant insults at Surtr. There were around fifteen of them. All elves and men and all far too drunk to realize who they were trying to pick a fight with. Surtr smirked before finishing his mead and setting the cup down on the table. "My my.... seems we have some who are a bit rambunctious...." Surtr said softly to Androk glancing over to the one he was watching. The rather chubby lord had a very worried look on his face. Surtr winked to the lord signaling there was nothing to worry about. "Let's say we play a game Androk, if I take more of these out I'll submit that R&R and you'll come with me to seek out something I have had my eye on for a bit. I'll compensate you for your time of course but the adventure itself should be entertaining enough...... Should you choose to accept you may choose your win condition." Surtr spoke in a sly tone confident he would come out on top. He had known Androk long enough that he felt comfortable agreeing to the bet without even knowing what he could lose.

She was one of his closest friends after all, she wouldn't take advantage of him would she? As Surtr finished his words the men all began to snicker and chuckle. Each of them was burly in stature easily over 6'6" and well over 250 pounds. Surtr certainly appeared to be outmatched but appearances could be deceiving. A maid had refilled his drink and Surtr took a long hard drink filling his mouth. Before Androk could agree one of the men charged, Surtr smirked before spitting out the mouthful of mead he had just taken into the mans face, as he did he clicked his teeth together and the mead ignited, into a puff of fire that caused the man to whip his head back. "Just a little push.." Surtr mused before sweeping his left foot across taking the mans feet out from under him. Surtr promptly brought his heel across the mans jaw knocking him out. "That would be two Androk....." Surtr said playful as the men bum rushed the two.

This fight would certainly not be something to tell tales about like the time the two met but it was a bit nostalgic for Surtr. Androk hadn't technically accepted but Surtr was pretty sure the elf wouldn't turn down a chance to let off some steam the best way she knew how.

As the tankard flew and hit Androk in the back of the head Surtrs eyes widened and his usual smirk grew. His left hand quickly shot up to stifle the snickering that followed. The last thing he wanted to do was draw Androks Ire. After composing himself he shook his head softly. "Big mistake..." He said as a chair flew by him and into a man clearly knowing him out. Surtr winced a bit chuckling afterwards. Androk had such flair in battle, so much style. It was part of the reason he enjoyed watching her fight so. "If I hadn't started this game I'd pull up a chair and watch." He vocalized before reaching into the folds of his cloak. He pulled out two daggers throwing one in front of an assailant stopping him in his tracks. The other flew high up into the rafters disappearing out of sight. Another came charging up mocking Surtrs aim. As he went to swing Surtr ducked and grasped the mans arm as suddenly the two disappeared. As the the one looked up he could hear yelling from above followed by the reappearance of the disappearing man. He fell hard on top of the first knocking the two out in the process. Surtr suddenly appeared at the floor picking up the knife as well as tucking away the first that had disappeared up into the rafters.

"4." He mused as two more came his way. One from behind one from in front. They were both clearly going for the knockout. Surtr side stepped turning and bend backwards watching as they both go what they wanted. The men caught each other in the face and knocked one another out. Surtr chuckled before letting out an "oof" as a two monstrous arms seemed to wrap him up from behind. He smirked as his hands flexed and in turn ignite. The man released his grip and stumbled away. Surtr merely slipped his foot back and hooking it into the heel of the stumbling man. His head caught the edge of a table knocking him out. "That's 7.... catch up" He taunted to Androk as turned to see her and what she had done to the near other half. He would be watching closely to see if there was any of them Surtr could vulture. He was trying to win this little competition and if he got his shot he'd take it.

Surtr watched intently as one of the drunkenly patrons had ******** up Bryan's all repair. His eyes widened and his smirk grew to a toothy grin as he could see Androk get serious, though not because of the opponents strength but his horrible life altering mistake. He watched enjoying the show as she destroyed the other two. Then suddenly he heard his lord yell. He looked over to see the final drunkard standing behind his lord with a knife to his neck. Surtrs playful smirk suddenly turned malicious. Before the drunk could even make demands Surtr was on him. Moving at impossible speed Surtrs right hand was on the back of his lord his left on the mans right arm pushing the dagger free from his Leiges neck.

The drunkards eyes widen as he began to babble about it being impossible and asking who Surtr was. Surges right hand now shot forward catching the man around the throat. "I am fire...." he growled in a low almost whisper. His orange eyes were glowing now ablaze with rage. This one has threatened his little lords life a mistake the drunkard would never make again. "....I am Death...." he whispered before taking in a deep breath. The man was gasping for air his mouth wide open. Surtr looked to him and exhaled and a stream of white hot fire poured out into the mans throat only allowing for a moment or two of shrieks before he fell silent. After the attacked was charred to a crisp from the inside out Surtr released him from his grasp and rose.

"Remember little lord, I will always be with you." he whispered patting the man on the back. There was a mark on the lords robes Androk would recognize it as Surtrs seal the way he could move so fast. It was a rather useful trick and something Surtr often times fell back on.

He strode softly back to his table and took his seat. The music had already resumed in the inn and the drunkards were gathering there wounded and dead before scrambling to get out. "If I'm not mistaken I believe that was 8 to 7..." he said his eyes casting a playful gaze as he took a drink of mead. Whispers we're now flooding the inn. Surtr had killed a man, unfortunate but threatening the one he was assigned to protect warranted a death. Perhaps his methods were a bit barbaric but Surtr wasn't really one to show mercy.

Surtr glanced around the inn eyeing the patrons as Androks final display of strength was enough to prevent any further disturbances. A playful smirk was across his lips almost daring anyone to cross the two again. The smirk was fleeting, it faded the moment he felt a two eyes boring a hole in the back of his head. Androk sure was scary, that rage of hers was the only thing that kept Surtr from courting the woman. It was true Surtr was a lusty man having a weakness to almost any female but his life was just above women on his list of priorities so he hadn't ever attempted to win Androks favor.

As she agreed Surtr sat up whipping out and setting two gold coins on the table. "Inn keeper your finest mead for me and whatever my companion should desire." Surtr exclaimed intending to seal the arrangement with a drink. As Androk inquired about the nature of their adventure adding in a warning about a secret out Surtr smirked allowing a chuckle to slip out. "Androk whatever do you mean? A secret outing...." He uttered playfully pretending to be ignorant to her words. Though he supposed he could at least enlighten her to what he was after. Seeing as she already agreed to join him.

He scooted closer so that there sides were touching and slowly placed his right hand up to her cheek cupping it outward to block his mouth from sight so he could whisper without fear of a nosy bystander overhearing. "There is an island far to the west..... on that island is a cave and in that cave is a scroll containing very old and interesting information on pyromancy..... the only problem is said island is guarded by sirens and many other creatures that match.....unfavorably against me...." he whispered softly and subtly to ensure no others would hear. As he finished his words he withdrew his hand and moved back a bit to give Androk some space. He knew she wasn't fond of people getting to close and since he truly did need her assistance he wouldn't dare press his luck.

" So as you can see I'm in a bit of a pickle. Help me here and I will return the favor." Surtr said with a genuinely soft smile. The man was known as a trickster but when he offered his word it was one of the few things that were binding to him. The inn keeper had approached dropping off the mead and awaiting Androks request so he could fulfill her order as well. Surtr had yet to touch the cup awaiting Androk to get her drink and formally agree before he would drink to seal it.