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[color=cyan]Time:[/color] Night
[color=cyan]Location:[/color] Roshmi City—Leaky Tap Tavern
[color=cyan]Interactions:[/color] Torvi [@Tae], Belle [@Potter], Elthrael [@Dezuel]
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After having had several glasses of mead at the tavern, Bowyn continued this streak throughout the day, committing fully to not spending his first day in Roshmi sober. With Belle around he felt like he could relax more, it no longer fell on him alone to help Torvi. Belle seemed to be trustworthy enough, she had almost a full day to betray them and it hadn’t happened. She also had connections to the elves, likely the same ones who brought humans here, and so the pair of humans could now look out for each other. He welcomed the release from responsibility and took this as permission for a reprieve from the sobriety he had suffered though during the last few days. Bowyn doubted he could ever drink enough to truly drown his sorrows, as alcohol never provided him the same relief that drugs could, but he knew he could always numb himself enough to keep his sorrows at bay. During their day of shopping, or more accurately, thievery, Bowyn had stolen a flask off a demihuman bear that contained a spirit that he’d not tried before and that was delightfully potent.  Throughout the day Bowyn kept himself inebriated enough to enjoy the day but not enough to become sloppy, for he still understood the danger of the situation and he was no longer alone in a forest. 

It was strange to Bowyn that he was actually enjoying the company of others. At first, he wondered if he simply got along better with humans than he did with anyone of his own world but even Elleta was easy to get along with. He wanted to chalk it all up to their shared situation, the need for allies while under a constant sense of danger but, as Boreas so boldly pointed out to him during the day, it would seem that when he gave people a chance not everyone was so quick to let him down. It was also entirely possible that he was just drunk enough to be content in the present something he could not normally accomplish sober. He wasn’t sure what to do with this newfound sense of camaraderie but so long as these allies shared a similar goal, he didn’t see them getting in the way of his own goal. As long as he was not betrayed before Aeryn was laid to rest anything that happened after that was trivial to him. Accepting that his own death would likely be both soon and inevitable had certainly made others seem like less of a threat to him. 

Once night came, they returned to the Leaky Tap, finding in almost exactly as they had left it and with the same strange cloaked man that they had seen before. Had he been waiting around for them to return all day? It certainly seemed like he had, with his not so discreet dropping of an apple near them, and Bowyn wondered how he knew they’d even be back at the tavern. He didn’t have to bother with questioning the strange man as Belle, Elleta, and Torvi all had that one covered, so Bowyn instead studied the man as the others questioned his motives. He didn’t like the unsettling grin that showed of sharp teeth that the man wore proudly. The man’s responses and grin made it clear that he enjoyed antagonizing others, a tactic Bowyn was not unfamiliar. It seemed what the cloaked man wanted was to know what Bowyn was doing so far south which he found disconcerting. Not only did the strange man with pointy teeth seem to know where they were staying but he was questioning Bowyn’s presence and so openly talking about knowing a human as well. 

[color=cyan]“I’m on vacation, seeing all the cities and forests I can before they burn to the ground. I don’t know if you’ve heard but things have gotten quite dangerous up north. As for my friends here, it is easier to find fine company when you’re not offering to peel them.”[/color] Bowyn responded dryly, the man was clearly asking for trouble and while Bowyn was not interested in trouble he also didn’t care for the way in which he addressed the others. An uneasy Boreas shifted on Bowyn’s shoulder, the merlin watching the strange man closely as well, feeding off Bowyn’s own distrust. [color=cyan]“Why so interested in my kind? You do seem rather hot-blooded maybe you need to cool off?”[/color] He added.