He'd spent the evening camped at the base of the warren cliffs,
the lateness of his arrival making it impractical to explore this new
place. He'd been up late after the episode with the strange woman the
previous evening, and then talking with Lyonia for a couple of hours after
she showed him to the warren, the moon had been high when he finally
started to pitch his camp.

	As was his custom, he'd woken early, he always did, no matter how
bad off he'd been the night before. He came out of his low tent and
lookedout to the horizon, the false dawn just coming up, and like many
places he'd been, there was already activity. He crouched a moment,
ignoring the looks of the few that were about, then stood and stretched.

	Facing the east, he moved through the intricate movements he'd
done for as long as he could remember, not so impressive a span of time,
as that period only encompassed a couple of years. His body flowed with
practiced grace through the movements as he watched the sun rise, his body
stretching and waking with it.

	It was almost an hour later, his morning excercises finished, that
he packed his gear, and stowed it, donning his least worn clothes, and
strapping on his sword to go greet the leadership of this warren. He
started across the green, pausing a couple times to ask the way to the
dining hall, to get breakfast before he attended to matters of protocal.

> 
> Tera nodded and the two girls stood. They got on their dragons and headed
> down to the dining hall. Danielle linked her arm in Tera's and they headed
> in when suddenly they were almost knocked over by a strange man, Danielle
> had never seen before.
> 
> "Excuse me" Danielle said, looking at the man before her. "I wasn't
> watching where I was going, I am sorry."
> 
> The man looked her over before saying anything then asked her "Are you
> feeling better than last night?"
> 
> Danielle looked puzzled. "Last night? What do you mean?" She looked at the
> man again, trying to remember if she had met him before now. "Do I know
> you?"
> 

	He'd laughed "Yeah, I suppose you wouldn't remember... You were
extraordinarily drunk..."

	Danielle's eyes went wide, "Did I? I mean...You and I..." she
stammered, as Tera's grip tightened almost imperceptibly on Danielle's
arm.

	"You were quite the flirt...Plopping in my lap in front of your
mate..." he chuckled conspiritorily, and proceeded to relate the events of
the previous night in grand, and graphic detail.

	Danielle's mouth hung open, almost in shock, "Oh god...Trap..."

	Tera glared briefly at Marcus and muttered, "Tact...No tact. Who
are you?"

	"Marcus...A wanderer of sorts, just arrived after an extended
journey through the Nomad Lands, and a few of the outer warrens." he
grinned rakishly, obviously enjoying the harmless annoyance he'd caused. 

	He looked over the stricken Danielle and the more than a bit angry
Tera, and grinned, offering his arms, "Breakfast?"


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NRPG: Soon to be the most hated person at Telnor :)