An eyebrow arched high at Ellelunia's comment, his lips sliding in to a smug smirk. He followed her lead, adding his horse to the front of the pulling team before hopping off. He grabbed the leather pack on the way down and slung it over his shoulder, turning away from the caravan and crossing his arms behind the back of his head. His fingers laced together, cupping the base of his neck and he took long exaggerated strides away from the carriage.
"Torture, eh? That's not what your sister called it." He continued his iconoclastic exit from the group, heading towards what appeared to be a small tavern in the center of town. Pushing open the door, he was greeted by the familiar smell of sweat, musk and grain alcohol. Inhaling deep and filling his lungs with the smell of the place, he took a seat at a table nearest the western wall. Within minutes, a waitress had come over and was addressing him.
"Well hey there. What can I get a gentleman like yourself?" Her voice was sweet and bouncy, hitting shrill arpeggios at the ends of her sentences.
Raeos' eyes swept doggedly over her frame several times, defying a response whilst he did so. When he had sufficiently studied her form, he directed his gaze back to her eyes and stared deep in them. "Go get the strongest, most expensive thing you have. Bring me back two of them."
She winked and gave him a bright smile. "I'll be right back honey." The waitress waddled back to the barkeep, relaying the information and was given two large bottles. She brought these bottles back to Raeos and placed them on the table in front of him, opening her mouth to tell him the price. "Alright hun, we're looking at-"
He withdrew a small sack of coins which he had stolen from one of the slavers and poured some of its contents on the table. From the sack came a river of gold coins, lighting up both his and the waitress' eyes. Raeos separated a dozen gold pieces from the overwhelming collection and shoved them towards the waitress. "That should be enough," he glanced up to the busty woman, eyes dawdling on her goods before moving up to lock on her eyes. "For you and the drinks. Come back later, you hear?" The corners of his lips tilted upwards in a sly show of intent to the waitress.
The waitress had been completely awestruck by this gesture and the idea of working a little harder for such a pay-off was not something that could be easily dismissed in her mind. Sure, she had patrons constantly ask this exact thing, but they weren't often packing an overload of gold on them. "Sure, sweetie. I'll think about it." She offered him a coy wink and left him once more, giving him a wonderful show of her hips as she walked away.
Conversations flew on the wind of the room to his ear as he opened up the first bottle. He raised the thing to his lips, taking in its delicious flavor. Almost instantly his chest was warmed by the liquid. Raeos' ears perked up as the bits of conversation were pieced together in his head, a few men rambling raucously about it.
"The thing is huge!"
"It took out both of the men I hired."
"...we'll all have to move."
"I heard some magician summoned it."
"It came out of the deepest part of the river!"
"The river isn't that deep, you dolt."
He leaned forward in his chair, placing his elbow on the table and resting his chin on his hand. What exactly are they talking about? It sounds like a fairytale. The free hand was his drink hand, periodically bringing the bottle back to his lips as he listened to the men converse.