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Dreamer (OPEN) - Attraes - 12-11-2018

It just early evening when Attraes stepped into the Rathskeller Tavern. A flicker of a smirk creased the corner of his lips as he overlooked the surroundings. Intimate...he thought to himself, banjo swept over his shoulder.

He was dressed sharply, donning a navy suit, cleaned and pressed with a lavender open-collared shirt. His dark hair was groomed back as he held the modest scent of mint oils. He was a man well kept, as he assumed a performer should.

It was all about presentation after all.

Taking a passing stroll he would nod here and there to other patrons, admiring the craftsmanship of it all before he took a seat at a table near the center of the tavern, adjusting his suit jacket as to not wrinkle as he gently rested the neck of the banjo along the side of the table.


A relaxed breath taken as his hand ran along the smooth surface of the table before leaning back slightly. He would make his order of whatever the house preferred, it was all the same to him what he drank.

[say]"Well...isn't this a nice slice of life..."[/say]

He muttered quietly to himself just before his drink arrived, taking a slow and savoring sip and sighing at the taste...it had been too long since enjoying such finery.