Baron had an arm full of cookies and a pocket full of jewels. It was a wonderful time to be him, he was following Alisa closely once again. Something about her reminded him of someone he used to hold dear, she was beautiful, kind and delightful in more ways than he could count. He didn’t mind this, no, but every time he heard he speak he had to remember that the girl he thought he loved was gone for what may be forever. Rather she went to a different city or was really just gone he didn’t know but he wanted to at least do better by her wherever she was. he would just have to deal with things until he could finish his plan.

Baron narrowed his eyes at the bean stalk she mentioned and his face scrunched into confusion, “What? Like, are we supposed to push it down? Eat it? Move it? investigate it? Hey did I tell you about the lady that taught me about noodles?” his mind quickly got side tracked.

“She had purple hair and the widest hips! It was like I was training but it felt sooooo good.” he chuckled to himself, rather or not Alisa was interested was beyond him but he felt the need to talk about it for some reason and at this point she was enough of a friend for him to share his past at this point. “She was also the reason I wans’t allowed to be a knight anymore.”

Baron had changed his ways a bit since he met her and when Alisa had mentioned that one of her friends may have costed him his knighthood he gasped. Could that have been so? If she knew the girl that costed him his job it would have been nice to see her again, mostly so he could try to go again with her and see if that helped him get his magic back or atleast helped him get past the block he had been feeling since he turned into a werewolf. It was sort of crazy... All he did was have himself get mixed up with someone and before he knew it he was out.

He looked up at the beanstalk, “We’ll talk about that friend of yours at a later time then.” he crossed his arms as a male entered their scene, he seemed to be distraught about the beanstalk, “Fenrir- Err, Baron I mean nice to meet you.” he continued to look up at the hulking plant, “And she’s right, even if we knock it down there’s no telling how much damage could happen unless you guys have a giant or a few giants?” he tapped his chin, now that he thought about it a giant probably could yank that thing out of the ground with ease.

Then again a giant would have a hard time navigating a city. It all seemed like a difficult situation to be in thus he rubbed the back of his head and waited for further instruction.

Baron chuckled to himself as he thought about it further. It being the day in question. Oh the things he could remember doing with that woman, her warmth against him, the strange but cool feeling of sweat on his form as he tried his best to keep up with every single turning motion, it made him feel complete in a way it did. If only he could have done it a bit longer, or rather, if only he could have enjoyed the activity again. The last time he had done it was with that elf and boy was she mad at the conclusion. To think he almost had his own little... It was probably best if he didn’t think about the past and let his mind drift back to Alisa’s friend, not the male but the one she had mentioned before... if they matched the bill.

He rubbed his hands together and chuckled to himself as he thought about what he’d do when he saw her again, maybe he could take her out for food or something, some noodles or perhaps some other form of entertainment. He was unsure what to do or say, he probably wouldn’t get to say much though, she was fast if he remembered so fast that she looked like wind when she left. There was something he could do for her... try to reignite that fire but he was just... just not sure what else would happen. And then there was the matter of Alisa, what would she think if she found out what he did?

He smiled at the woman, she thought he was better off without being under the rule of the knights but he was unsure what to make of it all. Sure, he probably could have done better underneath the knights but being underneath BP was just as difficult. They made him change who he was and made him look his best despite him enjoying more wild forms of clothing he wanted to look ferral as it was apart of him, apart of who he was. They could make him dress up but they couldn’t change who he was and the wolf inside him! It wanted out and he was going to let it especially without any magical ability. Barry the mage was no more and barry the wolf was here! Though he was unsure if he could change into a full wolf like form.

As he was lost in thought Alisa had already begun the job kicking the bean stalk down and looking good while doing so, he had come to just in time though and gave his own little nudge to the thing as it fell into the ave. Sadly when he moved he dropped all of his cookies and now he was without them. It was a bold sacrifice but he job was done and he was reminded just how strong his partner was. She was bean stalk level and he wondered if she could do that to a building.

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