Theseus came strolling into town in the midst of the locals, at first no one paid him any mind. He thought he could take this time to get a spot of tea before the party arrived. He looked around for a moment trying to get a idea of where he was. He stopped for a moment and noticed a man sitting down on the bench, reading the news paper. A older man who looked to be about in his sixties enjoying this wonderful day.
Theseus was in quite the cheerful mood so he took the time to properly address the man. He cleared his throat before speaking. “Excuse me, I was wondering if I could trouble you for a moment.” The old man did not budge or lower his paper. Just spoke a calm response, “coffee shop not to far from here, couple blocks down and on your right.” He still continued to read the 'Daily Sorcerer.' A paper that was designed to keep folks up to date on the events happening around the world. Sadly nothing interesting was happening 'at that moment.' That was about to change very soon.
Theseus looked down the street that was normal size, roughly twenty meters wide. People on both sides of the street walking on the sidewalk. He returned his gaze back to the man sitting on the bench before him. “If you don't mind, I am still rather new to the city, would you be so kind as to take me there?” The old man closed the paper and looked up at the rather tall individual looming over him. He did not automatically recognize who he was, it was most likely due to old age. “I could go for a cup of Joe. Not much happening today and paper is void of excitement.”
Theseus nodded in approval, he waited for the older male to take the lead. He kept a casual pace and Theseus was in tow. No names were shared just a unspoken respect for each other. People were beginning to stare and Theseus. He was still a wanted man. His notoriety had extended beyond the reaches of the first attack after he took out a couple of individuals during the break out. Whispers were accompanied by terrified looks, people began to move out of the way to not incur the wrath of the man who wiped out a entire noble family alone. It took roughly three minutes before the two stood before the coffee store. Theseus pushed the door open, to let the man in first. It was only a courtesy to let one in before themselves. Especially someone who was so helpful. The old man noticed the way people were acting, thinking it was him, not realizing he was with a dangerous man.
“You guys act as if you have never seen a old man before.”
“It is not you my friend. It is me.”
The old man turned around a pulled out glasses to make out the man's face. Then it all hit at once. He knew exactly who the man who stood before him was. He swallowed, and dropped the paper in his left hand tightly. “I think I will pass on the coffee today. I have some business to take care of. Good day.”
Theseus nodded and pushed the door open, knowing full well the man was just lying to get away. He was wise, this coffee shop was about to be ground zero. People froze in place, some escaping out various exits. The clerk was rooted in place out of sheer fear. Theseus took it upon himself to make his order. Looking up at the menu, several drinks filled it to the brim. He saw that there was Passion Fruit flavored tea. Served with a blueberry muffin. “I will take the Passion Bliss with the muffin if you please.” Theseus noticed that the shop was suddenly empty. The girl took her time fixing the the order as requested. This was to make sure she did not anger the beast. While she did that Theseus took the dropped paper and placed it under his arm. It took only five minutes, record time actually. The muffin was already baked from the morning, so it was not stale. Theseus was rather impressed with the speed of the clerk. He took both the tea and the muffin and left the counter. He turned around to say something but the girl had already slipped out the back. Theseus shrugged and went to the section where the utensils and sugar was located. With a pep in his step he exited to the store front. He wanted to sit out side to enjoy this fine weather on this day.
He walked back outside to sit down at the nicely dressed tables. There was one with a bleach, white cloth on it. He was taking the time to place sugar cubes in his tea with a silver spoon. He was looking at the paper on the table while doing so. While the cubes were melting he began to bite into the muffin. He took a moment to enjoy the explosion of flavor. 'Exquisite.' he thought to compliment the blueberry muffin. He picked the cup off the tiny plate and read the paper in front of him as if he did not have a care in the world. People had become scarce and no doubt the Rune Knights were on the way. All he had to do was wait.