Closed [The Rearing Stallion] Another Drink (Viper)

[Carvezia]

17th of Summer, 513AV

Carvezia wandered around Syliras for many bells, she was bored and started thinking of a reason to drink. She drinks more than enough and is usually at The Rearing Stallion every night but she is begining to make it a habit. The half Benshirian girl couldn't see it but it was obvious that alcohol was becoming a necessity for her.

It was only the begining of summer but the weather was hot and the bright sun made it feel warmer than it really is. People were out conversing with freinds, co-workers and family while the crowds began to shrink as it got later. The sun was setting, people were leaving work and going home while the sky continued to get darker. The only thing the sunset means to Carvezia is that it is late enough to drink without being judged. Of course there was no one to judge her considering she doesn't speak to her family and she has no freinds in Syliras but this is still the way her mind works.

Carvezia began to make her way towards The Rearing Stallion, she had been looking forward to this all day and could already taste the ale. As she got closer, she could hear the yelling and laughter from the tavern as the drunk patrons celebrated and argued for different reasons. The young woman made it to the tavern as a drunk man who looked to be in his thirties came stumbling out into the almost empty street. Carvezia didn't give him a second look before she entered The Rearing Stallion.

The place was full of people singing and dancing as they had drink after drink. Mugs slammed down on tables by druken patrons before they yell "Get me another drink!" in anger. The place was already a mess and the night had only just begun. The bartender constantly poured drinks as the barmaids ran around dodging people to serve more ale. Carvezia stood by the door examining the tavern before spotting an empty table in the corner that obviously hadn't been used for weeks. She slowly made her way to the table as she watched the drunk men and women. She sat down and waved her hand to get the barmaid's attention. After a few chimes a young barmaid arrived at her table and says "What can I getcha?"loudly as she tries to talk over the others. Carvezia leaned in and says"A mug of Ale would be fine" in the same tone as the barmaid but with a thick shiber accént. The woman marched back to the bar as Carvezia waited.

[Viper]

It was Viper's first day in the new city by himself. His friends here had all been occupied with other duties, so he decided to explore around. After the long day has passed, the only thought on his mind now was a drink at his favorite little spot in Syliras. As the Rearing Stallion came into view, a small smile broke out onto his face. The place was starting to feel like a haven amidst an endless ocean of crowds.

As he pushed the door open, his smile lessened as he saw the huge amount of people inside. Well...apparently many people were thinking the same thing as he. He chuckled softly to himself at his luck, but entered anyway.

His eyes scanned for a place that he could rest his feet. Fortunately for him a spot still seemed open somewhat close to the fireplace. Unfortunately the corner taken seemed to be occupied by a lone patron. But no matter, he didn't always HAVE to have the corner. Pushing his way through the crowd, he managed to snag the barmaid as she was moving by on her way back to the bar. He requested an ale and pointed to where he would be.

With a smile and an assuring nod, the barmaid moved off again, and Viper finally took his seat at the table next to a dark haired woman. Viper cracked his neck and settled into his chair, allowing his gaze to fall upon the fire and its almost mesmerizing dance.

[Carvezia]

Carvezia pateintly waited for her drink before noticing a Drykas pushing his way through the crowd. She didn't know much about the Drykas people but you see a little bit of every race in Syliras and they were no exeption. She had began to follow the man with her eyes as he came closer and took a seat at the table nearby. Noticing he was also here alone she knew how he felt.

Carvezia was curious, she drinks at The Rearing stallion every night but not once had she ever seen him before. The way he manuvered through the tavern made it seem as if he had been here multiple times which puzzled the young girl. "Maybe I just dont recognize him" she thought before moving her eyes over to the barmaid that was collecting a few drinks from the bar. "Ah hurry up I am dying for a drink" Carvezia muttered to her self in an irritated tone as she slouched down and began to tap on the table impateintly.

[Viper]

Having overheard the young woman next to him complain about the speed of service, his head shifted in her direction. A small smirk appeared on his expression when he said in a friendly tone. "Yeah, the place seems to be hoppin' tonight. Probably going to be slow gettin' our drinks. Let's just hope they don't get spilled on the way here eh?"

After flashing a small smile toward her, his gaze drifted back toward the fire. He didn't wish to intrude on her time if she was in fact wanting privacy. So he didn't say any more, merely settled a little further into his chair and waited patiently for his ale while staring into the flames. He'd have to cut back on how often he came here, he suddenly thought to himself. What with him not really making a whole lot of money lately. He'd have to be careful and watch every miza. But for now, what was the harm in an ale...or three?

[Carvezia]

Carvezia's eye brows rose when she heard a soft voice through all of the commotion. "Was someone talking to me?" she thought as she could sense that someone was looking at her. Of course Carvezia is no kelvic or any other animal but sometimes this sixth-sense would come to her. She quickly glanced in the drykas' direction only to catch a soft smile before he turned his head towards the fire. "Thats odd, he spoke in the common tounge with such comfort. Maybe he grew up here" she thought before saying "I agree, they should be quick if they want my mizas though" in a soft tone with a thick shiber accént.

Carvezia looked through the drunken crowd as she scanned the tavern for the barmaid. She spotted her dodging the patrons and close to the table that she was sitting at. The girl looked back at the drykas' saying I was born in Eyktol but raised here in Syliras, what about you? Cyphrus? out of curiosity of how he spoke common so well.