ERYX
Eryx thrived on attention so when more and more people started joining him in his song it only enticed him to continue singing. He was too much in the thick of it to pay attention to the sound of the chair, though those who were closer to the annoyed gentleman had certainly noticed. No, he only noticed when when said gentleman leaned against the table and stared up angrily at him.
Eryx too recognized the man, but only barely, and definitely didn't know his name. He wasn't at all put off by the man's rudeness, it wasn't easy to offend Eryx, especially not in a bar where he was familiar with grumpy drunks.
He did pause in his singing though and, still standing on the chair, leaned over and pressed his palms against the table so his face was maybe a foot away from the angry man's. "If you wanted to think then you came to the wrong place, friend," he said with a handsomely crooked smirk.
Eryx too recognized the man, but only barely, and definitely didn't know his name. He wasn't at all put off by the man's rudeness, it wasn't easy to offend Eryx, especially not in a bar where he was familiar with grumpy drunks.
He did pause in his singing though and, still standing on the chair, leaned over and pressed his palms against the table so his face was maybe a foot away from the angry man's. "If you wanted to think then you came to the wrong place, friend," he said with a handsomely crooked smirk.
Let the past die,
kill it if you have to
kill it if you have to
