You were a lonely traveler, searching for adventure when you stopped in a quite village. After a full days travel, you stopped at the tavern. It was full of lively dwarves, tieflings, elves, and humans. However, there was a man seated at a corner in the back, drinking the night away in solitude. It was dark, but it almost seemed as if he had wings neatly folded behind him... What will you do, fellow traveller?