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Max watched his surroundings and heard the people talk and just in general felt the natural vibe of a tavern. He let out a small and quiet sigh and took another gulp of his drink.

Ty noticed the green-cloaked red fox and frowned. Usually, that kind of drinking led to brawls. He made a mental note to watch that one, just in case.

Although Max wasn't much of a trouble maker but more of just resting and drinking a non-alcoholic drink, he just felt tired and weary but looked like he was troubled when he actually wasn't.

"Oh, I'm a Florin. A species of Elf-like creatures with heavy ties to necromancy, healing magics, medicine, and immortality."Isabelle explained.

Grey didn't even blink at the sudden appearance of the dagger, a sly smile crossing over his canine features. "Another good answer. So far you are more than gaining my interest. As for your query, the name is Grey. " At the very mention of necromancy Grey's head would snap in the direction of the word, apparently losing interest in the assassin momentarily.

Em's eyes narrowed, and flicked her paw in the wolf's general direction . Two whiskers floated to the table as a 'twang' came from behind him. Em leapt up and over him, and retrieved another dagger stuck in the wall, still vibrating, then leapt back over into her seat, all in the span of less than five seconds.
"Never take your eyes off an adversary." She smiled

Again the male didn't blink, but he seemed irritated at the shortening of his whiskers. Without taking his eyes off the one who spoke of necromancy he replied to the assassin. "Never assume that you are not being watched. " He then, without looking reached down and picked up the whiskers, tucking them into his pocket before returning his attention to the assassin. "And especially, never assume that a stranger won't kill everything in this tavern on a whim. "

Ty's eye went narrow "Immortality, you say? Sounds dangerous. If the wrong person gets their hands on those kids of spells..." He left the rest unsaid.
Em gave the faintest of smiles "good, a male with a brain, and one that isn't solely interested in just a woman's chest. But I warn you, looks can be deceiving. Not just me, but my brother. If someone were to try to kill in here, they would suddenly find themselves with their hands full, facing a very angry giant that is very protective of his sister."

The wolven male merely smiled and nodded, as if patronizing a little child. He looked over at the Foxtaur, now having the knowledge that he could likely grow to giant proportions made him want to... Experiment on him. "Oh yes,because physical size is definitely a match for magic. "

Isabelle frowned at the mention of misusing Immortality. "Uh... yeah."She said dishearteningly. "But so fa added.r we haven't had a problem with it..."She added

Ty drummed his fingers on the table. "C-could you teach me immortality?" He looked down. "I-I...I am always worried that Emily will disappear one day and I'll never know what happened to her."

Em watched Grey put the cut whiskers in a pocket. "Sometimes it is, anyway."

The canines ears immediately perked up as he heard the over protective wish for something horrible, but with good intentions. "Excuse me, but I need to speak with someone. Do not follow me. " He stood up from his spot at his table, calmly walking over to the Foxtaurs location and tapping him on the shoulder. He turned on his heel, gestured for the tall male to follow, then walked out of the tavern without another word.

"Sorry, but I don't know any immortailty spells. Immortality is saved for the more important people in Florin society, and only priests can grant it."Isabelle said. She watched Grey as he left before continuing. "But if you die, have someone let me know and I can bring you back."Isabelle said.

Em opened her mouth to protest, but the wolf was gone before she utter a word. Shrugging, the vixen stood and returned to the table as Ty was getting up to follow the wolf outside. She raised an eye at him, but only got a shrug as an answer. Emily sat down and noticed another newcomer sitting a bit away, drinking to himself, and motioned him to join them. "So, what brings you all to here?"

Ty shrugged to his sister as he passed her, and followed the wolf outside. Once outside, he grew a bit, and stretched his limbs "Mmmmm. Was getting cramped in there." He muttered.

The canine looked the foxtaur up and down with a small grin. In his profession something which can grow at will would be of great value. He crossed his arms over his chest and looked down the path to the tavern both ways, to ensure that no one else was listening to the conversation. "I have a way for you to get what you seek, although it doesn't come freely. "

Ty cocked his head to one side, and thought about what the wolf said. "What price?" He finally asked.

"We can discuss that part later. Now, this... Immortality you seek, I can grant it to you, but you will need to trust me and not question anything I do. Are we clear? " The canine stared the foxtaur in the eyes, one could even describe his expression as 'Deadly serious '

Ty raised an eyebrow "I'm listening, though, it's not for me. It's for my sister."

"Oh I know, I know all too well the lengths that a brother will go to to protect a sibling. " The Canine stretched his hand out to the foxtaur, offering a handshake. "I don't believe I caught your name, I'm Grey. "

Ty shook the offered hand "Tiberius "Ty" Vulpintaur."
Emily exited the Tavern and walked up beside her brother "What's going on here?" She looked at the pair.