| Heresh sat in the bar, at a lone table off to the side. His green tinted glasses hanging low on the bridge of his nose, and his coat flowing off his body, and towards the ground. He sat leaning back in the chair, his head rocked back, legs spread open, one to either side of the chair legs, and his mouth a gape, almost as if he were sleeping. In all reality, he was merely enjoying being inside a building. He had been wandering up and down the Sword Coast a lot lately, ever since he had accidently stepped into the Prime Material to be exact. The others in the bar looked on him only as a drunk, and didn't even bother to ask his name. Heresh didn't really care either. He didn't even notice the nercomwer to the bar.
It wasn't until her heard the loud thump of the bartender hitting the ground that he bothered to looked up, with a bit of a dazed look on his face. He had swung his body forward swiftly enough, that the momentum brought him towards the table, where his hands were waiting to catch his chin, or at least thats where he thought his hands were. His torso swung forward, and past his arms, slamming his chin into the hard wooden table, creating another loud noise for the patrons to laugh at. He left his head laying on the table, his eyes squinted shut, and his teeth greeted. People's attention, taking a second to look at the fool at the table, watched in silence for a second, baffled at the fact he hadn't made a noise. They thought a moment too soon. Soundly this ungodly, high pitched wail came from the man's throat as he reeled backwards, his hands flying to rub his bruised chin. He reeled back so fast, though, that he knocked his chair off it's front legs, and sent it tipping to the ground, sending the back fo heresh's head tumbling towards the hard wooden floor. The patrons heard another ungodly wail come from as he moved one of his hands to rub the back of his head. The others in the bar erupted in laughter at the sight of what they thought was a drunken fool, before turning back to the man standing over the bartender, enjoying a glass of wine, who had barely even twisted his neck to look towards Heresh, holding little interest.
Heresh remained on the ground for a few moments, stifling a the low whines, and holding backs the tears. When he finally did stand back up, he noticed no one was looking, instead they had all shifted their attention back to the new comer. Rubbing the back of his head one last time, he ran his hands through his short, spikey blond hair, straightend his coat. He then gritted his teeth, and sauntered over to the man with the wine. Walking about behind him, he slapped one hand on the man's shoulder, and with a big grin on his face, moved his body to face him. The man looked up towards him, a displeased look on his face.
"Hail!" Said Heresh, rather loud. "Mind if I join you?" Before the man could answer, Heresh was already sitting next the new comer, hands folded over each other, leaning on the counter next to him, the same large grin still plastered over his face.  |