Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26104528-20150622221614/@comment-26130256-20150624043709

With a flourish, Azulius ripped off  his disguise, his suit changing in an instant from black and red to his trademark blue pinstripes. He hastily shoved the sunglasses into his suit pocket; those were way too nice to throw away with the fake suit and cheap fedora.

Idly shuffling his cards, he took a reading of the group as well as he could. Ingraham was giving off a textbook "studious loner" vibe, but his eyes seemed surprisingly vacant of malice for one in his line of work. The purple girl seemed much more forceful, and her eyebrows had that peculiar slant that implied more than a hint of stubbornness. Nothing like the girl in robes, who seemed quite calm and reserved in the din of the Bullhead.

''At least, that's what the classic texts say about them. We'll just have to see how right they are.''

"Good question," he agreed with Beige. "It would also be nice to know a last confirmed location, if you've got one.  And while we're asking questions, what was the Lemuria working on before it dropped off the grid?  I'd really like to know what we could be running into up there." Azzie snapped his fingers, realizing something he had forgotten.

"Also, introductions!  Where are my manners?" He extended his hand into the center of the group for anyone to shake. "Azulius Cardoso.  Huntsman-in-training, cardsharp, and most recently, your comrade on this daring quest."