Kazi laughed and put a hand on Jackson's shoulder. "Alright, alright, simmer down. We've got bigger fish to fry than each other." He went up to Sylvia, waiting for her to finish spilling her lunch. He had napkins ready. Without looking, she swiped them and cleaned her face. She wore a classic beige belted trench coat going down to her ankles and black palazzo pants. Her eyeliner was smudged and half of her red painted nails were jagged.
[ Name: Sylvia Fitzgerald
Level: 25
Class: Mage ]
"Thank you—woah, woah, am I high or those bloody elves?"
Kazi turned and directed a hand at them. With Sylvia's appearance, they appeared a bit more trepid. He couldn't blame them, the smell of vomit was still on her. "They're called the Yumboes," he introduced. "They are the people we are supposed to protect."
"Aliens?"
"No, African elves."
