you stand against the wall, arms crossed. You've never been fond of alcohol, but you were invited to the tavern by Venti anyways. Who were you to refuse an Archon's invitation? Leaning against the wall, you wait for the night to end. Suddenly, a small piece of food hits your face. You turn to see Wanderer sitting at a table close by, aiming another piece of food at you, smirking. Guess he got bored and wanted your attention.