After heading over too the school of training to request a bow, Thilidas decided to get a bit of food and mead, for he was famished from his journey to Granseal. He asked for a loaf of bread, and a bit of sweet mead, as not to get drunk, but to quench his thirst. He took a few bites of bread and a few sips of mead. His eyes went wide open when he took his first few sips

"This is amazing!" He said aloud. More mead please!

25 Minutes into the bar:
Thilidas was in the outhouse, emptying his stomach, through the mouth, and felt all the blood drain from the back his head.
"I have to go sit down in the bar and get some more bread.", he said to himself.
He sat down and tried to mingle with the populace while chewing on a tough free slab of bread.

Maulus was beginning to regret ever retuning it civilisation, the urge to kill was welling up inside him and he felt he couldn't contain it anymore. A cold breeze blew against his face aas he entered the bar, he walked up to the counter and, making sure his hood deffinatly covered his face, he oreder a drink. As he sipped on his mead, a man further down the counter ran out, and the sound of him being sick could be heard faintly over the noises of the crowded bar. Maulus chucked to himself.
Several minutes later, the man returned to the bar and the maid gave him a free piece of bread, Maulus chuckled again

"Ugh, this bread is turning to ashes in my mouth.." Thilidas muttered

He then later saw a man sitting across the bar, laughing at him. Thilidas was going to approach him when he noticed an enourmous amount of bloosthirst surrounding the man. He decided to approach, but warily.

"Hello, im Thilidas Rem'Osa, may i ask for your name, and reason for laughing at me?

He waited listening for the man among all the laughter and talk of the bar.

Maulus was suprised this man had approached him, though he was not scared, he was a rookie, he could not harm Maulus. Still, Maulus did not want any trouble. 'My name is Maulus, and Im laughing 'cos you can't handle your drink' He spoke in a hushed voice 'now, return to your drink' he told the man, he turned his head up towards the man, just letting him see the red glow from his eyes, he chuckled again and returned to his drink.

Aenarion landed nearby, he entered the bar, a smile on his face. He called for a bottle of liquor and sighed, leaning back in his chair. A maid looked at him with a smile on her face, then sat down in front of him, begining to flirt. She said "I would love to get to know you a bit better." After she had told him her life story, he silenced her, using magic to shut the woman up... He stood up and picked up her chair, putting her next to a fat drunk. He walked back to his own seat and picked up the delivered bottle of liquor. He opened his mouth and let the liquor flow down his throat. He put the half-full bottle down and sealed it, he looked around. Noone here seemed to be a threat, he had no worries. He over-heard something about burning down an inn, druging and raping a waitress. Nothing was really of interest. He over heard a conversation of two rookies talking. They seemed to have a pretty dumb conversation. No intelligence was really behind it, Aenarion could be drunk and still manage to hold his own in the conversation...

Maulus watch the new comer to the bar suspisiously. He watched him drink half a bottle of liqure, there was no way this man could be of a threat with all that inside him. He returned to his pint, glancing at the man every so often. Even though Maulus was sure the man was too drunk to be harmful, Maulus was still wary of him for a reason he could not fathomn, he chuckled quietly at his own paranoia, hed faced worse enemies...

Aenarion turned his face towards him, fully sober. He stood up and walked to sit down in front of him, looking into the depth's of his soul. Aenarion turned his face away and nearly burst at laughing at the arrogance in this man. Aenarion emptied the rest of the liquor into his mouth. He put his hand on the hilt of his sword and drew it, so unlike a sober-man and held it near to Maulus's face. "You should stop making false assumptions while you are alive young one." Aenarion sheathed his sword again, he could fight this kid sitting down, on one of his hands.

OOC: right...since when could you read my mind...

BIC: Maulus chuckled and the feeble threat and laid down his drink, he stood up and looked at the stranger, silently he drew his blade and hacked down at the mans leg, there was no way he could avoid it Maulus thought.
As he looked into the mans eyes, his demon was streining to get out, and with the sweep of his blade, it was. He looked upwards at the man as his sword grew closer and claser to the mans knee, 'do not under estimate the wary stranger' he spoke quietly. He chuckled again, the man was about to loose the bottom of his left leg

Aenarion smiled and allowed the blade to get close. Once it was close enough, Aenarion brought his right foot over it and then down on it to disarm him. "Do not underestimate a man with a sword.... Put your blade down and calm your foolishness. I have not come here to kill the village idiot, I have come to enjoy a peaceful night alone." Aenarion licked his lips, he could destroy the man standing in front of him with a movement. "Your but a rookie fighter, if you wish to learn more then swinging your blade around like a fool, talk to me using more intelliegence then the common rat...." Aenarion looked Maulus in the eye, he was far older then Aenarion, but also far more foolish.

Maulus stooped and pulled his sword back into his hand and placed it back in his belt. 'As have I stranger I just want a quiet night, it is you who have disturbed me stranger, I would apreciate you leavein me alone' Maulus said he had managed to surpress his demon. He sat back down and apologise to the shocked looking bar maid. She smilied and fetched him another drink he drunk deeply and thanked her. Standing he left the bar.

Aenarion watched as the man sheathed his sword. Aenarions eyes then followed him out of the bar and then stopped when he was out of sight. Sighing, Aenarion sat down and relaxed, he was more worried then ever now. He had to burn his energy before it burnt on him. He drew a vial from a pouch and took of the gauntlet that was covering his right hand. He emptied the vial into a shot-vial. He pressed the needle into his palm, and then emptied the medicine. His hand relaxed and numbed, Aenarion used his left hand to slip the gauntlet back on. He also put both vials into a pouch. Leaning back, he took the crown off the top of his head and put it into his pouch... He was ready to retire into his room, but he would sit through one last liquor. As it came to him, he stuck it in a pouch, he was distressed. His evening here was ruined, he decided to leave and mingle with the public.

Outside the bar, Maulus shook his head at the thought of the arrogant man from the bar, he chuckled again tonight had been entertaining. He removed his cload and folded it up and place it through his belt. He flapped his wings and flew of into the darkness of the night.

In the sky, Maulus felt the cold breeze on his face and it refreshed him. He did not know where he was going, he'd just fly around until he saw something interesting. Then he would land and examine, then fly off again and continue his pointless journey to nothingness