<strong>Lymsa's Cove<br/>Treasure Tavern<br/>Tag: Madison.<br/><br/>"Get yer hands off me ya slob,"</strong>Ry growled at the sweaty old owner as he grabbed his collar and pulled him off his chair. Blue eyes locked with the drunkards gaze as his lips split to bare his teeth and fists clenched in perpetration of a fight if need be, but the owner's grip slacked and released Ry. Falling back into the chair with a thud, he hadn't even realized that there was a knife pressed against his throat. Wary looks were thrown his way as other patrons began to shift away from him, and Ry spat back when the owner had left, no longer carrying to abide by his fucking unspoken rules. This got a laugh out of the others. The songs picked up again as if nothing happened and Ry even took the time to join in, sloshing his beer on fellow patrons that had joined him.<br/><br/>As the night wore on and people began to flow out. Sometime between all the chaos and now, Ry had noticed that a metal key ring had fallen to the ground and he had discreetly secured it for himself. He'd use it to check the rooms later for one that was both free and seemed tolerable, but for now he was more interested in his drink and the food that the cook had prepared. So imagine his surprise when Madison had came out of the kitchen with a play of food and other assorted goodies. Ry shrugged his shoulders despite Madison's attempt at concern, flashing the other man with a winning smile. He was obviously more than a little tipsy.<strong>"'s cool. At least I have a story to tell in the next town over. Wonder if you could buy things with that. Stories, that is,"</strong>Ry laughed as he leaned back.<br/><br/>Ry felt awfully warm now, or at least the hand that had been on his book that he stored the scroll in.<strong>"Thanks for the food, Mads. Appreciate it,"</strong>he said absently after gesturing for the man to sit if he wanted, while he was busy thumbing through the book to the scroll. It was indeed the source of the heat he was feeling, so unfolding the map he began to wonder if he was tired or drunk considering that the now blank map had words on it. The scroll had began a map telling him about the Cove and the locations connected to it either by road or the ocean. Pridewing Landing was closed because of the tempest brewing over the ocean, but the roads leading away from the Cove didn't seem blocked. Soulspire Temple and Bandit ship 'Lance of Tatun' both sounded supper fishy, ominous too, but maybe that was just the theme this world had in naming things. Still they were places to ask about later when he was less drunk, or if he even remembered them by the morning. He'd need to find a pen or something to write with so he could jot down a plan of attack in his book, but that could wait.<br/><br/>Of course, before he could commit everything to drunken memory, the map began to fade. The last thing he managed to see was something about a hidden cove in the Cove, and he laughed at that. Cove within a Cove. Coveception. Rubbing his eyes when the map had finally became blank again, Ry sighed and folded it back up again.<strong>"Well, I think I'm tired, so I'm gonna go find a room. Have fun with Aria,"</strong>he chuckled as he pushed out of his seat uneasily, taking up his belongings, the key ring and some of the food that Madison brought.<strong>"See ya in the morning,"</strong>he added with raising the plate in salute before disappearing up the stairs to check each room for the best of the best.