A hyur man steps into the bar, making his way up to the bar. He stands fairly tall for one of that race. His hair is dark, almost black. Strapped to his back is a shield, a blade at his side. He scans the room briefly before addressing the barkeep.
"What can this get me?" he says as he slides him a coin. The barkeep takes the coin and leans down under the bar, starting to prepare his drink. Vareli turns back and scans the bar again, noting the different people in the bar.
"The number of adventurers increases across the realm everyday..." he mumbles to himself. A slight tug on the corner of his tunic draws his attention back to the barkeep, his hand instinctively reaching for a hidden dagger near his belt. The barkeep nods at him, presenting the drink he had ordered. He takes the drink, thanking him as he steps toward the tables, sitting himself at an empty on near the corner of the room, back to the wall.
"Wonder if there is any work to be found around here..." he thinks to himself.
"What can this get me?" he says as he slides him a coin. The barkeep takes the coin and leans down under the bar, starting to prepare his drink. Vareli turns back and scans the bar again, noting the different people in the bar.
"The number of adventurers increases across the realm everyday..." he mumbles to himself. A slight tug on the corner of his tunic draws his attention back to the barkeep, his hand instinctively reaching for a hidden dagger near his belt. The barkeep nods at him, presenting the drink he had ordered. He takes the drink, thanking him as he steps toward the tables, sitting himself at an empty on near the corner of the room, back to the wall.
"Wonder if there is any work to be found around here..." he thinks to himself.
