Wings of Fury 2

And then along came Zeus.

I mean, Caulind.

He walked in, staff in hand and blue robes first obvious. Then, the figure and face holding and behind the apparel. This was someone who took the time to value their appearance, without being incredibly garish, at least in their eyes. A golden nose piercing between a smiling face, a properly taken care of but not perfectly trimmed short black beard that more framed the face than grew out wildly. Pond blue eyes took in the room, a twinkle in them that showed in the elf's night blue face as a smile broke out warmly.

Caulind walked more actively into the room, heading towards the bar with a youthful gait and clearly not needing the staff held. That seemed to be the place to be as he looked around, a small sound of jingling as earrings rattled against each other underneath the hood, moving by Guillairme. "I'll take an Elderberry Delight if you've got a bottle, unless you'd recommend a house special." Said with a charming confidence that of course a place like this would have such a drink on tap but just in case.

His hair was partly braided and went down past his shoulders as he got comfy in a seat, inspecting now properly the...Human, Goblin, and Tsavari, delightful. Taking in the mace, axes and books, too, interesting.

Then to not interrupt the Goblin's ramblings, he simply sat down with them, pouring himself a glass from the bottle taken from the bar and acting completely at ease with just sitting in, leaving the bottle near the center of the table.