Traffic seemed to be dwindling and as the night grew darker, the tavern seemed to settle on its crowd of occupants for the being. Most were merry, indulging in the mood of drunken cheer and music. But while her eyes skimmed the room, it wasn’t difficult to catch the individuals that didn’t blend in. The man who had squeezed his way through the door moved fluidly, in spite of his large frame, and curiosity struck her.<br/><br/>Moving to the flames herself, she found herself surprisingly delighted by how her skin felt warmed by the fire. There were many little things that were overlooked as a mortal and this feeling was undoubtedly one of them.<br/><br/>With a voice warm and sweet like honey, she requested, “<b>I’ll have what he’s having.</b>” She nodded at the man of few words, confirming that his request for a drink was what she was referring to.