This was one of those rare times that Virathus was truly lost for words. This... drunkard, was to be his charge. He was hardly able to stand and while armed has no discipline.

When Rennac put his hand on Virathus' shoulder he glanced at it, keeping his straight face and silent eyes. Letting him finish, the smell of booze was strong on his breath and almost made him gag. Once he was done talking he calmly removed Rennac's hand from his shoulder.

Thankfully the Council of Masters kept his identity a secret, not revealing his true name or face, so with any luck this character would but far too smashed to remember him and this whole event could be removed from his memory.

"Well met then, Rennac Shadowclaw. Since you seem able to throw a good time let me buy us a round." He then began moving towards the bar signaling the tender to ready a pair.

Taking a seat he cleared a second for Rennac.