29.May.20, 01:58 PM
Maybe he should go home.
He snorted as he shifted to find something to drink instead, the sudden idea of Casa slipping that crazy drink into the mix amusing enough that he chuckled quietly as he walked towards the tables that held food and drink. As much as he was one who didn't jump headfirst into a mess, T'drin didn't force people to wait on him either. He'd been in Katila far to long to expect people to do so, even if they would gladly now. Especially given the rider knots at his shoulder. Everyone knew a bronzerider and the worst kowtowed like sycophants to a lord. He hated it and love it. It was a terrible conundrum.
He sighed as he reached for the pitcher of beer on the table and a glass near it. Beer was better than wine in his estimation and harder to drug. Drink poured and pitcher stolen, T'drin hovered around the table before finding something to lean against. He didn't want to sit, it made it harder to watch and perferred the outskirts of the crowd to the center. Blue scanned ini an effort to find a familiar face and was failing terribly as he sucked his glass dry before pouring more.