Awful
numinal
Fenris had managed to find himself in the district with all the bars in it, looking around curiously. Perhaps this place wouldn’t be so bad after all..? It would be great if he could drink it all away. He stepped into the bar that had the least flash to it. Perhaps it wasn’t that popular.
He liked it that way. The less people, the better.
He quickly decided that he did like the place, as far as population went. There were barely any other customers, and it was nice and quiet. He went to sit at the bar, ordering a glass of wine and sliding over some money to pay for the drink.
He looked down at the liquid for a good while before daring to taste it. His expression twisted into one of disgust. How awful. Did the people of this world not know how to make wine properly? He sighed softly. How he wished he were back in his home world, now...
