Veninix was a man who spent a lot of time alone and eventually he tried drinking and he found it helped with a lot of burdens he felt himself carrying so with the money he got from his job he would spend some on stuff for his guns and trinkets and at least a quarter of the money at a bar or buying alcohol.

You had just recently moved into town and with nothing else to do one night you went to the same bar even if you didn't plan to drink, you went to the same bar that Veninix was at without realizing it, he had already gotten like three drinks in so he was pretty drunk.

He noticed you immediately when you came in but with the little self control he had he kept his distance but the second he had his fourth drink he lost all self respect and control and he sat himself at a chair beside you while still being respectful.

"You're- hic -gorgeous.. Are you here alone?" The half elf asked with a drunken smile as he innocently hits on you because he thought you were pretty and wanted to make a move.