Aeron sat at a table near the back of the tavern, his hood drawn up and his shoulders hunched slightly. He had been staring intently into his drink for the last half hour, nearly motionless, as if he was trying to find the answer to a particularly difficult question. The drink itself was mostly untouched--he wasn't very fond of ale at the best of times, and this was certainly one of the more watery ales he'd tasted, but it would do for now. With a sigh, he finally shifted and picked up the mug, draining its contents. Whatever his question was, if the ale hadn't given him the answer by now, it never would.
Setting the now empty mug aside, Aeron took a moment to really look around. His memories of La'marri were fuzzy at best, but something told him the town hadn't changed that much over the last decade or so. Now that he took the time to mull it over, he was beginning to think that coming back was a mistake. If he had been thinking clearly at all after his master's death, he would have headed further north, perhaps to Hyoite. It was cold there, and remote--he had a feeling he would have liked it. Or Thanatos, perhaps. Yes, that sounded like a nice place indeed...
Aeron nodded to himself suddenly. That was that, then--he would leave La'marri tomorrow. Whether for Hyoite or Necromantia, he hadn't yet decided but he would worry about that later. For now, he was going to relax and enjoy the feeling of having some direction, even if it was rather vague.
He was startled from his thoughts by the sudden sound of a voice rising above the noise of the tavern. Looking up, he saw the speaker was a young man with dark hair. A free round of drinks? Even if the drinks were watered down, Aeron wasn't going to turn one down if it was free. He had only a few silvers and some coppers left, and making them last was a rather high priority right now--he could go without shelter, but he did need food still.
A barmaid came by and refilled his drink, retreating as quickly. Aeron had noticed that people had been avoiding him as much as possible since his arrival, but he was hardly offended. It suited him just fine, actually. He pushed back his hood and narrowed his mismatched eyes slightly, studying the generous stranger for a moment before taking a drink.
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