Sylvus lay his head on his palm, staring at the mug filled to the brim with bubbling poisons. No matter how many times he had entered a bar like this before, he could never get over the Imps and the ruckus they were always making. This time around, he'd rather not cause another bar fight by going up to them and asking them to settle down. Sighing, he took a sip out of the mug.
In the corner of his eye, he spotted something small and glittery, seeming as if it wanted to be found. Taking a glance around and making sure nobody was watching, he slid out of his seat and approached it, realizing it was just a sleeping child.. with a dragon around her..? Not wanting to startle her too much, he leaned over and tapped the girl lightly on the shoulder. "Hey there, sweetheart. Where's your parents?" he asked (if she woke up), smiling.