Who: Nyx Ulric and Clint Barton What: Nyx. Loves. Animals. When: Saturday mid morning? Where: Some park in Ravenmoore. Warnings: Low. Status: Incomplete.
Nyx was out for a simple journey. He wanted to learn more of the land, meet more of the people, and maybe find something for the trio of them to eat for the evening. Nyx to say the least, was getting really tired of fish. REALLY tired of fish. So he'd possibly find something else for them to consume. He had learned that there was a red meat by the name of Cow? Yes, cow was it. He'd get some of that.
Walking through the busy streets of Ravenmoore, he found himself near a park, and a truck that sold food. He remembered food trucks in Insomnia, and he was pleased to see they had the similar thing here. Some of the best food he could find came out of those trucks. And here was one, and incidentally his stomach was telling him quite loudly that he was quite hungry since his breakfast this morning. Nyx approached the food truck and learned it was selling pizza.
Interesting. Making his quick order, he had a slice of pizza to tide him over for the mean time. But the moment he turned around he was greeted to a dog sitting at his feet looking right at him. It barked at him. Nyx tilted his head then looked about and back down. "Where is your owner?" But then Nyx realized that the dog was not looking at him, with it's one eye, but at his pizza. "Um. This one is mine, do you want me to buy you one too?" Nyx asked and was greeted with another bark, and a man approaching the pair of them.
Nyx pointed down at the well behave dog and asked the man. "This wonderfully polite beast yours?"