Auric closes his book, and proceeds to chug the last of his ale. The room having been emptied as the evening proceeded on, the sounds of the canals still resonated throughout the lobby. With silent movements, he shoves the closed book into his pack, and strides over to the bar. Grabbing a seat at the bar, he asks for another mug of brew, and the bartender complied as he had before. Paying the usual toll of a silver, he sipped it comfortably. While he sat, he eavesdropping on the conversations being had around the room, especially the two sitting a few feet away from himself. Auric gently unstrapped his battle-axe from his back, and laid it against the bar. Following this action, he took a sip from his ale, and shrugged forward, once again blowing chill air into the mug. Nodding his head to the chill refreshment.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>