"Thank you," Sylvan took the mug, carefully placing it aside with one hand as he shuffled through his pocket for a couple bronze coins: the price of a serving of beer in The Hearty Maiden. It was the first time he'd been on a tavern, and being completely honest with himself, he quite liked the laid-back atmosphere and the mischievous behavior the older people around seemed to pawn on each other. Yes, being completely honest, he hoped one day he could learn to enjoy himself as much as them.Open to anyone
With shaky hands Sylvan hastily paced the payment on the bartender's counter, almost as if not wanting to make her wait any longer despite the warmth and friendliness she radiated. "All right! Thank you very much, have a nice day, son." Sylvan smiled back at her as he moved away, hopeful that the transaction had not been unusual from those of her normal customers.
He still didn't really understand why he was drinking this beer thing, or how he knew where to get it, then again there where many things about the workings of the world he didn't understand, and many more he did by instinct. He must have liked having this I suppose... Sylvan thought to himself, remembering Melancor, an alleged demi-god that had died after being sealed into a human, whose conscience slept within the body they both shared.
he stopped. Suddenly he realized he'd started moving, without having a place to sit he looked around, finally seeing an empty seat at the end of the tavern, by the door, just before a large tinted window. There was a lot of chatter and noise all around him; the place was packed, it almost seemed parties where being held in every other table where most of the laughter came rolling through the room. The good humor couldn't fit the interior of the tavern any better, a very brighty-decorated tavern featuring red velvet seating throughout, plants and fish, both in bowls and dead on the walls, had been strategically placed throughout. Indeed it was a happy place, he knew he would enjoy himself, even if it was by only watching other people enjoy themselves.
Sylvan bumped into a chair. Had someone not been sitting on it he would have toppled it, sadly though, he impact had been so sudden half his drink came down on the poor unsuspecting guest.
"Ah, I was distracted. I am so sorry!"