Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-27025277-20160517214212/@comment-768817-20160518215514

With some coin in his pocket from a few odd jobs, Aepoth decided to treat himself to a bottle of wine. Not quite of a vintage year, but close enough for the altmer. By this point in the evening he had finished over half the bottle, by himself, sitting at a table in the back. Aepoth noticed a lithe hooded figure sitting alone nearby. Not wanting to be by himself for any longer he called out to the stranger "Would you like to partake in a glass of wine? It's on the me."

The stranger approached and sat down with out any noise. He poured himself a glass of wine, then used both gloved hands to remove his hood. Aepoth smiled to disguise his shock and disgust at the sight of the stranger's face. He drank the wine with the manner and finesse of a noble. Manner and finesse Aepoth could only poorly imitate.

"What is your name, friend?" Aepoth asked.

"Name?" He responded with a strange coldness, and a vancant look in his pallid yellow eyes. There was a brief silence before he replied "Hythix." but not in the tone of a man who had been searching for his words.

Aepoth was flustered by everything about the man. After a few seconds, taken to regain his composition he started up again with small talk "I'm celebrating tonight!" The elf waited, but Hythix continued to drink, slowly and silently. Aepoth continued to fish "Would you like to know why?" He waited again, but again recieved no response.