Erebus had a hard time appreciating the music the way the other patrons did. Not that the sounds weren’t pleasing, but his senses had a tendency to separate all the sources, analyzing them independently. In simpler terms he thought about it too much.  The sounds of nature were  more his soothing orchestra.<br/><br/>Now though, he was anything but soothed. His blood was up, and the beast inside him wanted to come out. He kept it under control though, as his tongue swept over his sharp teeth.<br/><br/>“Curious?  Yes, I think that would be an appropriate term.  Perhaps a little danger in the mix heightens the desire to a point that is irresistible.”  He spoke in a low growl, wondering if he was the victim of some incantation.