Merci bien. Le Lizard a rendu la courtoisie au Sprite. Mais une fois que ce fut fini, il ne perdit pas de temps à saisir le verre donné et à descendre toute la chose en un aller; il n'était pas vraiment inhabituel pour lui de boire son jus de fruits d'une telle manière. Le seul problème, après l'avoir bu, c'est qu'il a ressenti une secousse d'énergie presque électrique à travers tout son corps, ce qui l'a fait frissonner et élargir ses yeux. S'il avait des poils, ils seraient tous debout.
Ce n'était pas une mauvaise chose, cependant, parce que pour comprendre ce qu'il a vu ensuite, il aurait besoin d'être éveillé le plus possible. Un garçon... une fille... une chose dans un pardessus blanc typiquement porté par des missionnaires religieux humains est entré dans le bar et a commencé à parler tous les arcs-en-ciel et les cupcakes. Il l'a fait jusqu'à, et de l'autre côté du bar, un peu trop près pour le confort. Rimau regarda avec des yeux encore plus larges et une expression blanche de désarroi. Puis il a dit à l'homme:
"Huh... je ne t'ai pas vu à l'époque, gamin." Ce qui l'a particulièrement troublé ici, c'est que personne d'autre ne semblait réagir de la même façon qu'il l'a fait. Peut-être était-il un habitué, mais il ne le saurait pas, puisqu'il n'a découvert le bar ostensiblement légendaire qu'il y a moins d'une semaine. Ça pourrait être un autre signe de sa bizarrerie apparente.
"...qu'est-ce qui se passe?" Il continua, léchant l'intérieur de sa bouche pour tirer le meilleur parti de son jus. "...vous faites partie de l'Église, de l'Happy-ology ou d'un truc du genre? Vous agissez comme ça au jour le jour, il y a de bonnes chances que certains 'un'll transformeront votre visage en un chef-d'œuvre d'art moderne, et encore moins 'convertir'!"
Il a poussé vers le haut et légèrement au-dessus de la barre pour ajouter du poids à cette dernière partie, mais il ne pouvait pas cacher le petit sourire sur son visage. Il s'assit pour laisser la remarque s'enfoncer un peu, avant d'attendre la meilleure occasion de commencer à rire, laissant son petit sourire s'ouvrir.
"...Baahhh, je me fous de toi! ...B'seriously, cependant..." Il a ajouté, en changeant son expression à un solennel et sérieux presque caricaturalement rapidement; quelque chose qui a pris un peu de pratique, il semblait.
"...ce truc joyeux fait flipper les gens, gamin. Ça fait penser aux gens que tu essaies de... faire quelque chose. Comme, vous avez un ordre du jour. Personne n'est 'à 'appy normalement 'cept a slimy lil' éclosion' frais de la coquille. Ça le rend mignon en quelque sorte... peu importe, c'est un truc de Zizz."
Ce qui s'est avéré intéressant aujourd'hui, cependant, c'était les bouts de papier qu'il pénétrait sur le mur. Une fois de plus, il a essayé d'étirer son corps supérieur sur le bar pour obtenir un regard plus proche, sa vue obscurcie par la masse de gens fraisant comme... une masse de gens.
Name: Azzrix Grimmor
Race: Ratman
Gender: male
Age: 20
Occupation: gentleman Thief, noble, he is also intraining to become an assassin
Personality/Interests: at first glance Azzrix seems laid back and not really caring, but that is not the case. He is a firm believer in the term blood is thicker than water, to him his family and their honor is most important to him. This a trait that most of his family. In terms of alignment Azzrix is lawful neutral. He is a devout follower in his family's codes of thievery and assassination. Honor his very important to him and unless he is doing an assassination Azzrix will almost never stab someone in the back both literally and figuratively.
Azzrix has no qualms with killing to make his reputation as an assassin known throughout the land. Vengeance is another trait of his personality and he will not think twice before getting revenge on those who have greatly offended. He can be good fun when he is not on mission and is willing to have a nice drink and talk with anyone who isn't an enemy. Despite his deceptive nature, Azzrix is very loyal to his friends and allies, he will never betray a friend or ally unless they have betrayed him.
Azzrix also has a superiority complex and thinks of himself as being the greatest thief in the world and superior to people outside of his family. Even though he thinks extremely highly of his skills, he will still be willing to learn new skills and techniques in thievery. He is extremely persuasive and deceptive, which has helped him become a gentlemen thief. Azzrix believes that deceiving and talking right is just as an important aspect of thievery as sneakiness is.
If you insult his family then he he will kill you or maim you badly for your dishonorable words. Mentally he is very smart and extremely cunning. Azzrix is not someone you want to get into a battle of wits with and he will try to always think up another plan if the last one fails thanks to great skill in multitasking.
His family code states that that he cannot steal from or assassinate the poor. His family believe that a proper challenge offers more fame and fortune, and Azzrix follows this code to the letter.
Appearance: He looks like an anthropomorphic rat and is very well groomed and carries himself like a noble.
Details Body build: he very well built, he is short but he has the muscles to go toe to toe with bigger opponents. His legs are of the right proportion to give him great agility evasiveness
Hair: fur
Hair color: blueish gray
Skin color: bluish gray
Eye/Iris color: blue
Height/Weight: five feet and five inches tall
Notable Features: he has a crescent moon mark on his cheek.
Clothing Description: he is from a noble family so his clothes are very well made and he could blend in perfectly as a socialite.
Equipment Weapon(s)
Rapier

Parrying Dagger

hand crossbow

Throwing Knives

Powers: he can communicate with and command rats.
Abilities: Ratmen are excellent climbers and have incredible senses especially sight and smell and are able to see in the dark. They also are extremely agile and can barely make a sound while running. Ratmen are very hardy and stout and can take hits and keep going thanks to their tougher bone structures. And they are by no means weak, they can hold their own in a fight of strnegth.
Talents: Azzrix has been trained in the art of thievery since he was a very young child and as a teenager he began his assassin training, all of these have given him great skills in these fields. He is an incredibly fast climber and a great jumper, he once was able to clear a fifteen foot span from one roof top to another.
Azzrix is an excellent swordsman and knife thrower, having trained in fancing and knife throwing since he was eight years old. He has also trained with light crossbows and is a very good marksmen. He is also an incredible unarmed combatant and thanks to his amazing agility Azzrix is amazingly evasiveness and can dodge extremely well. Azzrix is a great linguist and is excellent at learning and mastering languages.
Magic: he has no magic
impressions