Leviathan watched the man’s face as he joined in with his previous jab at their lack of fun in the group, spreading his arms wide. He couldn’t help a small chuckle as the man gestured towards the wolf girl. She was clearly wound tight, she needed that stick pulled out if she was going to have some fun. He didn’t think she would join in anytime soon. Perhaps when they had distanced themselves from the walls of the city she would begin to loosen up, then again, she could just be the silent moody type, what a joy.

Levi’s emerald gaze followed the sparks from the mans fingers, so the man could use magic, perhaps it wasn’t the best idea for them to possibly attract attention to themselves, but what the hell, he didn’t actually care.

“No need for an apology, you’re the only favor I need.” Levi’s voice dripped with honey, a flirty smirk falling upon his features. He winked at the man then laughed and leaned forwards, resting his elbows on his knees.

“Those daft men couldn’t catch me if they wanted. Besides,” He blew a lock of his golden hair out of his face. “there was no one to avoid. I was staying in the worst place imaginable, I doubt it’s seen any form of law in a century. I take it you had a bit more trouble than I?” He inspected the man more closely as he looked away towards an object in the distance cast in shadow.

He was tall and lean with fair skin and dark hair. His eyes were of the most interest, silver and wondrous. If it weren’t for his lack of the beauty commonly found in fairies, he would think this man was simply a tall one. His eyes were just so curiously colored, not like most humans boring brown or blue gazes, they were enchanting. The runes scribbled across the mans somewhat gaunt face only added to his air of mystery.

“I must say, you are quite possibly the most interesting human specimen I have ever come upon. Unless I am mistaken and you are of different blood? Regardless you must tell me, where did you inherit those wonderous eyes from? And what do those runes say?” He wanted to know this mans family name, if there was something of interest about him he was most likely noted by the people in the city.

Leviathans own bloodline was well known, though more for the rumors that were spread about it. He was from the Somberg clan, a supposed pureblood fairy bloodline shroud in mystery and deceit. Rumors about them had been spread for some time, some claiming they were all hybrid beasts in human form. Others claimed the fairies of the Somberg clan had intermingled with divine beings. There were a few rumors spread that the Somberg clan was a dirty bloodline mixed with the demon blood of an Incubus, mysteriously those rumors died down extremely fast and whoever created the rumor tended to just… disappear. On top of it, they were infamously beautiful. Every single relative of the Somberg clan possessed a sensual beauty that was a bit different than the average fairy. They had more than their fair share of Casanovas in the family who used their beauty for activities of a less appropriate manner. Levi was no acception. They also tended to partake in illegal activities and business deals, but due to that, they were also quite the rich family.

Here Leviathan differed. He carried the name, carried the qualities of the Sombergs, but he was far from a rich man. His father had left his mother before he knew she was pregnant with him. After he was born she abandoned him at a young age, though not before informing him of his family name. However, he had not sought them out. Instead as soon as he was old enough he set off on his own to travel the world. He really didn’t give a damn about his so called “family”. He would rather not be known simply because of a clan name, it was honestly a bit offensive. Besides, half of the people in the city despised the name, the other half would do just about anything to extort anyone bearing the name. It was a nuisance and that was all.