by Xarl on February 28th, 2013, 10:10 pm
OOC: Don't suppose anyone minds if I joins? It does say open after all.
Xarl had been coming back to the Rearing Stallion more and more often, not surprising considering that he tended the bar every other night. Most often he came back here for something other than the money this job afforded him, information. Sometimes it was easier to gain more information as a patron than it was as a bartender, although he rarely came this early.
As the tall dark haired man strode into his familiar domain he immediately noticed something, or rather someone. Sitting not to far away with a pretty red headed woman, was a man he remembered from a few weeks back. Kayle, the friendly, slightly naive man he'd met at the Herald's Arm, the one who'd told him of the plague in Zeltiva.
Interesting, Xarl thought, quickly manuvering himself out of Kayle's line of sight and to a lone table not to far from him and the unknown woman.
He nearly chuckled as he sat down, it seemed just like last time, when he'd been observing Kayle at the Herald's Arm. Hopefully he hadn't noticed him, Xarl had no desire to interupt his conversation with the red head. The scrawny man felt an amused smile playing at his lips as he observed Kayle, just like old times.
Xarl quickly glanced around the tavern and noticed an unfamiliar face manning the bar, another attractive woman. He'd never seen her before today, which either meant she was new or that she worked only a few days. Perhaps, after his observations were complete, he would inquire about this, they were technically co-workers after all. Returning his gaze to Kayle and his companion Xarl steepled his fingers out before him and looked at the man sitting not to far away.