As you opened the tavern doors, heat, scents, and sound overwhelmed you in an instant. The clamor of voices and dishes rattled throughout--laughter and shouts sounded even louder. It was a lively night, considering the delicate snowfall outside. Despite the noise...a specific table was the liveliest. "...great work, Guildies...such a good job! Okay, so here's what I was thinking... Drinks on me? Yeah!" The table cheered as a young man smiled, his voice soft. He seemed to be the leader. This young man had quite the gentle look about him, with mellow violet hair and contemplative, indigo eyes to match. His appearance was boyish in nature, yet he was distinctively an adult.
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