Raijiin listened intently to Marcus and Raylyn's conversation about her past. It seemed that Death indeed told her of the possibility of Raylyn being an older soul put into a new body. The half demon smiled as Marcus sort of confirmed what he'd told the girl in a round about way. The hybrid walked briskly after their chat ended, towards the bar he played at before. The familiar chime of the bell overhead tinkled and the buzz of dozens of patrons filled his ears. Raijiin sat at the bar and the barkeep approached him soon. "I'll have a cement mixer if you know of it" he asked the barkeep tossing a few dollars on the counter. The barkeep pushed the money back to him with a smile playing at his lips. "Buddy with all the business you brought me your drinks are on the house." Raijiin could not help but grin as the bartender slid his mixer down the counter to him. "Ah... nothing like Bailey's and lime juice..." the hybrid thought to himself as he poured the double shot into his mouth and swished, swallowing just before the mixture turned too hard. Another patron had entered the bar, this one was older looking with a beard and grey hair. The man sat at the bar as well, barely in earshot of the half demon. Raijiin listened as he heard mention of the Howling Halls and another word he hadn't heard in a long while... Balverines.