[center][h3]Balian[/h3]
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The ranger, deep in thought and now beginning to feel the effects of the alcohol coursing through his veins stared deeply into the grain of the wood that topped the bar. He thanked the barmaid and slid a few coins in her direction as she placed his tankard, filled to the brim, in front of him. His thoughts were lost to him, jumbled in his head like jig-saw pieces sprawled on a floor without the slightest inkling of how to start arranging them.

[i]"[color=blue]You noticed it too.[/color]"[/i]

Balian was drawn from his almost trance like state, surely alcohol induced, by the words. They were hushed but to his trained and tested ears audible and it was evident that they were aimed towards him. Head heavy, he fought against it as he brought his gaze to what he by now could  only assume was a doctor of some sort. The ranger's expression remained blank for a moment before his lips parted and he began to speak, "[color=green]Noticed what exactly...?[/color]". His attention was drawn to the raven's head movement and Balian's eyes narrowed as he wondered if the bird was nodding. As if it understood it's master? After a moment of reflection on recent events, he decided this  was perhaps not the strangest of assumptions he could make.

There was something that felt off about the duo to Balian, but not necessarily threatening and so for the time being he decided to humor him. "[color=green]Can I get you a drink?[/color]" He asked, waiting for the doctor to look away momentarily before glancing in his sister's direction.