Zeth watched as the man silently took hold of his glass his face as solemn as death it'self. He looked like he was in deep thought. " I couldn't really tell you myself I have a hard time remembering anything earlier than when I had my last drink." Wow that kind of sucked, must of had a run in with a witch or something. The real vicious ones tended to leave an everlasting impression. Zeth gave a low whistle.
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[BCOLOR=rgb(8, 8, 8)][BCOLOR=rgb(8, 8, 8)]He watched as the man brought the glass to his mouth and began gulping down it's contents. As soon as he did Zeth could Iimmediately sense a change. He could feel the spark of energy, he could tastes it in the air, it was almost happy... Happy did not taste as good as lust but it was good all the same. Zeth's interest had piqued at the mans mention of his lack of memory but most customers preferred their privacy. Perhaps if he stuck around for some time the man would feel more like sharing his story.[/BCOLOR][/BCOLOR]
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[BCOLOR=rgb(8, 8, 8)][BCOLOR=rgb(8, 8, 8)]The man turned to Zeth, a small smile on his face. "You can't even begin to imagine how much I needed that." Zeth grinned and slapped the man on the back of his shoulder. "I would say that I have a feeling. I am Zeth, Bartender under this fine establishments lovely owner Ms. Leah. Welcome to the Sleepy Tavern. Would you like a room prepared for an overnight stay?" [/BCOLOR][/BCOLOR]