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[h2][color=#4bbef6] Percyvallus Crowglide [/color][/h2]
[h3][color=#4bbef6] Location - Terreille, Dhemlan Territory, Landen town of Ironmawr[/color][/h3]
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Percyvallus turned his head to the side and stared out of the corner of his eye at the man who had entered the tavern, immediately recognizing him as one of the few bloods in town. A frown immediately overtook his face. 
As the man willingly elaborated on the current state of affairs in Ironmawr, Percyvallus turned to face his glass and lowered his head, eyes closed.

It seemed Landen weren't the only ones to suffer under the sweep of corruption. Percyvallus may have even felt somewhat uplifted hearing about the misfortune of other Blood, were it not for others gaining more influence from it. And as if his parents didn't have enough, now his father was seeking to possibly gain even more.

[color=#4bbef6]"Perhaps it would be best if they weren't allowed to enter Helios."[/color] Percyvallus sneered at Rainer with contempt and disregard to his hardships. [color=#4bbef6]"Blood in large groups are just trouble."[/color]

Unlike the way most people would have avoided discussions regarding that subject, the taverner was surprisingly open about it. "That may be. But the same Blood might be the only thing that could stand against this depraved and perverted caste. As a Blood, you should know. You've been doing so for quite a while now, haven't you? Possibly for even longer than I've been alive."

Percyvallus clenched his teeth in response to being called out as Blood, despite it being common knowledge, and merely responded to the taverner with a contemplative grunt. More so as he was forced to acknowledge the truth behind the man's words. Even if he managed to ever take down his parents, then what? They were certainly part of the problem, but not the source of it. A source of evil Percyvallus had no hope of defeating on his own.

[color=#4bbef6][i]Helios, eh?[/i][/color] He mentally repeated.

Downing one final glass of the brown liquid, Percyvallus stood up. [color=#4bbef6]"It seems I won't be staying as long as I usually do."[/color] He said as he left his payment on the counter. [color=#4bbef6]"It's always a pleasure conversing with you."[/color]
The taverner turned to face him and offered melancholic smile, though accompanied by a look that gave Percyvallus the impression he could see right through him. Perhaps he could.

Passing Rainer on the way to the door, he couldn't help but glance sternly at him. He never liked seeing Blood wandering through Ironmawr. It almost felt like an invasion of his private space. Part of Percyvallus wanted to challenge the man to the duel, and he would have if Rainer wasn't someone who couldn't hope to hold his own against him. It was no surprise to Percyvallus that his wife and son had left him.

Just as Percyvallus  was about leave he stopped as the man behind the counter spoke to him one more time. 

"Do tell me all about Helios once you return."

With a smirk on his face, Percyvallus closed the door behind him.