Lenwe slowly made his way to the Tavern door the smell of stale alcohol hung in the air around it, it seemed quaint not to fancy not a slum either, Lenwe tapped the ash from his pipe and stored it away inside the folds of his cloak before pushing the door open and stepping in.<br/><br/>Lenwe decided rather than go straight to the bar he would take a seat and scout the room, he knew all to well that drunken Humans and Dwarfs were like to his kind and honestly did not wish to raise his fists today, making his way around the edge of the room he found an empty booth in a dark corner, in the booth next to him was seemingly a necromancer Drell half Elvin folk half Dwarvn Folk he had always found the race interesting, as for her talents he hadn't much experience but had seen a man way back when attempt to bring an animal back to life.<br/><br/>Lenwe proceeded to look around the bar most people in there were your average drunks nothing special Lenwe decided to sit in his seat and scan the room for a little longer he did not wish to misjudge and start a fight in the middle of a bar inside a city he had already been warned by the guards in nope he would be content for the moment.