Daemion had entered this tavern, for no reason other than complete boredom. In his short time dealing with humans, (those other than his master, of course), Daemion had found the whole species as nothing but utterly dull. They died too easily, were far too emotional, and they were so very weak. Just earlier today, Daemion had disposed of a man much larger than himself; and all it took was one bite to the neck. Daemion easily killed the human. Why? Because the man had the nerve to call him, Daemion, a kid. Daemion was no child; he was certainly nothing of the sort, Daemion was a .... cerberus. Forced to take human form because his master commanded it. See, Daemion isn't really much different from a dog. He obeys his master, his creator, without question. Not that Daemion would admit to that, but. ... well it was the truth even if he refused to face it.

At any rate, he is now far from home, in Imythess, in a tavern. How ... boring. Black boots gave a slightly echoing thud as he tread across the establishment, past drunk men who stared at him. His footsteps only ceased when he was finally at the bar, where he grabbed the tender by the arm in passing and ordered his drink. Daemion studied the empty chair in front of him for a moment. Humans and their little inventions ... silly creatures. Appearantly satisfied, Daemion took the seat as his own and waited for his drink to be given to him.

Thorn Slid up next to the men and ordered the same. He looked the man up and down and slowly after a few minutes replied[COLOR=blue] Ah a Cerebus are we[COLOR=blue] he said smirking happily

Daemion did not turn to the other as they sat next to him. Daemion wasn't even paying attention to the man, that was ... until the question of Daemion's own being.
He issued a soft growl, ears twitched once as did his tail.

"Do not question things that you do not understand. Lest you lose a limb."

IS that a threat.... Little man? He flipped his hand to an arrow hanging in his pocket. I could slit your neck faster then you could see it lest you save your tongue

Daemion's eyes narrowed at that, he had many doubts that the man could do anything to him. Daemion was not one to be taken so lightly.

"Take it as you will. In either case, it'd take more than a mere arrow to silence me."

The man laughed and hit him on the back.

"A round of beer for the man here on me!" he said to the bartender

At the very movement of the other man's arm, Daemion had quickly lay a hand to his sword. The blade was drawn just as fast, and, though covered with rust as it was, Daemion brought the tip just inches from the other man's face.

"Don't touch me. And I do not need the likes of you to buy me drinks."


((OOC:See? I told you he was a jerk...))

Thorn simply grabbed the sword and flipped it so it was facing him and he placed it back into the mans belt.

" Boys shouldnt play with knives"

If it hadn't been for the fact that there were so many people in this tavern, to witness, Daemion would've outright pounced on the man and killed him right here and now. (Or try to anyways).

Instead though, he just gave off another growl, and took his drink that had just been slid across the bar to him.

"Just ... watch yerself."

Thorn thought to himself this will be the perfect man. HE threw a gold coin on the table and looked behind as he left the bar grinning

Daemion had immidately drained his glass of all contents, faster than any man. And he wasn't even affected by the alcohol either. It'd take alot more than one serving to even cause the slightest problem with Daemion.

He ignored the other man in his leaving. Daemion didn't care about him. Daemion didn't care about anyone for that matter.

Now sitting alone, he waited for the bartender to pass by again. Once more, he grabbed the tender's arm, startling the man, and not even caring. After purchasing another drink for himself, Daemion simply waited for it to arrive.

i gotta go sorry well continue later bye

Alrighty. Later, then.

Thorn waited a few moments outside the tavern before removing a scripture which he jotted in for abut a moment and watch the young man in the tavern then he slowly cackled to himself

Daemion now sat, with drink in hand. And though his fingers were curled around the glass, he did not pick it up yet. After a moment of whatever he was doing, Daemion took a sip from his glass and tapped the rim of it against his teeth, in thought.

This tavern was rather boring, he thought. He could go for some entertainment. Even someone as inhuman, and canine as Daemion, needed amusement fro mtime to time.

The Man still thinking outside leant up against the wall calculating the precise time he would make his plans active. But for them he would need the help of someone like....... someone like the cerebrus. He smiled to himself and continued his calculating

His tail untwining from around a leg of his chair, Daemion stood and finished off his drink. Tossing some random amount of coinage onto the bar, and not caring if it was too much or not enough, he started walking towards the door. Once he was outside, his canine-sharp senses picked up on the man leaned against the wall.

For a moment, Daemion considered saying something, something that would no doubt be not at all nice. But he deicded he didnt' want to waste his time, and instead started slowly waking down the street.

The man took a leaping jump up to the rooftop and slowly followed the man waiting for him to turn the corner when he jumped form the roof and landed in front of the man. He laughed and stood up looking at the man

Daemion knew he was being followed, but he wasn't worried. It was more of an annoyance than anything. He was just about t otake a glacne to the person following him, when they landed just in front of him.

"What d'ya want, now?"

Daemion's voice was tinged with a growl, much like that of a feral dog. Daemion didn't know what this man wanted or what he was up to, but Daemion was beginning to have quite enough.

" A Job of sorts, Interested ? he questioned awkwardly looking at the man awaiting a response. He finished off the rest of his ale and threw the cup against the wall looking fruitfly inot the mans eyes sensing his anger

Daemion twitched an ear at this. He crossed his arms in front of him, reflecting upon the question.

"Depends."

" I have a sit-down of sorts, planned with someone i dont trust. I need some muscle, Your exactly the kind i need ruthless and powerful. So in short regards, A Bodyguard" he said twirling agold peice inbetween his hands and watching the man

"Mhm .. And what makes you think that I wouldn't just turn on you at the first oppurtunity, hm?"

Daemion's tail twined around his leg, and rested there. His own, green eyes pierced the darkness as he stared down at the man. Daemion still didn't trust him.

I wouldnt be worrying too much about that he said as he pulled out a sack of coins which he threw up in the air caught agin within his other hand

In all honesty, Daemion wasn't really one interested in things like money. However, he could do for some amusement, and he might just learn something useful. So, he gave a brief shrug.

"Aright. But don't think or a second that I'm gonna be some never-questioning guard dog. If I see something I don't like, I'll leave."

Hey, Whatever floats your boat man" He Grinned slightly and started down the road " Well come on man" he said prodding the man to follow

Daemion wasn't completly sure what the floating boat comment meant. Must've been some human expression or something. Whatever.

Walking down the road, Daemion remained a good few feet off to the side of the man. Depending on where they were going, he may or may not change his mind.

" So Mate what brigns ya down here to Taras" he said obviously Drunk and very dreary. Normally he would be a bit more serious but he had obliviously gotten himslef drunk which was a pleasure he had rarely attained. "Too the Inn"

(Loo kat the pm i sent you)

((Hrm ... the link you gave meh didn't work ><))

Daemion glanced at the man, disdain obviously shown through in his expression. Daemion wasn't much good at dealing with people; much less drunk ones. They were all simply .. .annoyances.

"No reason."

That wasn't the truth actually, in reality Daemion was in this land, this city, because his master told him to be here. Daemion was suppsoed to gather as much information about this land as possible, and after that .. well, he didn't know what he was supposed to do.

"The inn .. fine."

Alright off we go" He said taking a FEW STEPS THEN COLLAPSING UNTO HIMSelf from his drunkenness. He simply layed there unconcious waiting to be carried off to the inn..

For awhile, Daemion simply stared at the man who had collapsed in drunkenness. Another few minutes passed, and Daemion idly nudged the man in the side, with his foot.

"Get up."

No, Daemion was not going to pick this man up and carry him. Daemion, had too much pride for that. If the man didn't get up on his on soon, then Daemion would just turn around and leave.

He would of gotten up but he was unconcious and coulnt tell a thing. For all he would of known Cerberus could of just dragged him all the way too the inn and he wouldnt even know the difference.

Daemion growled softly, in annoyance. Stupid humans, they were so pathetically weak. Letting someithng so minor as a simple drink make them lose conciousness.

His tail twitched slightly, and Daemion stood in thought. If the guy wasn't going to get up, then fine. Daemion took a small step back, and immidately gave the man a swift kick in the rear.

"Hey. Get up!"

Agh" He said groggily " im moving im moving no need to get violent" He said hissing softly. " Follow me to the tavern." he slowly walked farther anf farther til lhe got to the tavern

"That wasn't violence. you don't want t osee me, when I decided to get violent.

Daemion wasn't at all apologitic about what he had just done. It wasn't his fault the man had gone unconcious and forced Daemion to take a more drastic measure t owake him.

"Jus ... don't faint on me again. Next time, I'm not going to bother with waking you."

Oo Look its the Inn, i need to get a room" he said drowzily the faint again coming over him. " I think there might of been something in what i drank... Oh"

Daemion bit his lip. It was taking all his control to kep himself from drawing his sword and just getting rid of this guy. Instead though, he pushed the man into the inn, and left him at the desk.

"Ell. Get a room then. And when you get yerself sorted out. ... Come find me and I'll help you with that job you were talking about."

Not even waiting for a reply or telling the other exactly where to find him, Daemion walked out the door; not looking back. He'd had enough of all this nonsnse, at least for tonight.

The moment the man left Thorn Straightened himself out and asked for a room. His eyes narrowed and he thought to himself " well know we know what the limits for him are, Time to put his loyalty to test

Loyalties? Daemion had no loyalties. That is, except to his master, his creator, the only person he had to thank for his very existance. Daemion, wasn't one to go blindly following people. He didn't even like people much.

As of now, he's walking down the street. It has grown rather dark, and most people wouldn't be able to see very well. However, being canine, Daemion could see just fine. In fact, his eyes refelcted somewhat, just like a dog's.

(How did you know what i was thinking?)

Thron simply waited for the women to retrieve a key and thought about the events which would occur soon and then retrieved the key slipped up to his room and fell asleep