The scarred Omega raised his cup his lips he did have as he took a sip of his drink. The bar was a nice little hub of activity,this establishment on the inside of a building instead of the frequent open air establishments. There were a few tables spread throughout the bar their tops square and four feet around each standing on a single leg that raised a four or so feet from the ground. Each table had three chairs with red cushions laced into the seeder wood seating. There were also booths lined up along the walls each one with simple designs wood and red cushions like the bar chairs. At the front of the pub Kenny sat down at the bar.
Kenny held his head back for a moment to savor the burning that his drink was stimulating his throat with, it was a terrible drink, but it helped him clear his mind of the stress that he was under for the time being. That stress and the pain of not being on the road were enough to drive him mad, but the bottle helped him subdue the pain immensely.
"Ugh..." he sighed laying his head on the Tavern's shabby wooden bar counter as he sat alone. It was a cool rainy night, the place was lively with activity, it seemed civilians were enjoying themselves, men were singing, boasting, and laughing aloud, women, those that were there, were content with them it seemed some dancing and drinking as well. Overall the pub gave Kenny a very relaxed feeling.(?) No, that wasn't it, he was more irritated with all of the philandering, but he needed a strong drink to get him through the trip.
Normally he would be more than happy to partake in the merriment, maybe even take one of the dames in the bar to an inn for some fun, but not tonight, tonight he merely wanted to drink to get through the day he's had. That and he wouldn’t dare pick up any woman as he was to be married and he had no business trying to pick anyone up.
In the back of the fun, however, a storm began to brew not like the one outside. Two men were having a pissing contest of sorts one raving about how much they made, how beautiful their wives were and who was the better fighter. Petty nonsense that men loved to brag about, with the two it seemed one would dismiss the other’s claim just yelling about how the first gentlemen was full of shit. Then something came up about a woman and the rest... Kenny couldn't hear.
He kept his head down and sighed, “Tonight? Here we go again..”
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