<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/736x/30/36/71/303671a20140d5f8adce77bd11c2fefa.jpg)<br/></div><strong>Name:</strong>Cyric (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=328118.msg15963082#msg15963082)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>At the bar<br/><strong>Action:</strong>Serving<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>White tee shirt with gray clouds pattern, jeans, white sneakers<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open<br/><hr/>Cyric watched as everyone enjoyed their drinks and downed them after he passed them around. He was glad that everyone was getting along for the most part and enjoying each other's company. He watched when Caoimhe walked over with a fresh tray of drinks and beamed at her. He was happy to have another pair of hands to help him tend to the bar, even if he did not need it. The coworkers of the Inn all got along with each other and that was part of why he loved it here so much. Everyone was nice and there was little chance of drama or disaster when they had someone as powerful and caring as Spade watching over them all. He brought his drink up to his lips again and enjoyed the alcoholic beverage while everyone went their separate ways. He stayed in his place behind the bar as he pressed an invisible button so that some light and airy music started playing throughout the wooden venue.  Things were quieting down again but that was simply part of the cycle that the Inn undergone. Sometimes it was loud and lively and sometimes it got quiet and peaceful as everyone kept themselves busy doing other things. The teen was simply happy to be here and somewhere safe where he did not have to worry about anything stressful or dangerous. There was no place quite like the Inn.