The night was growing old, and much of the quaint town of Oak had already settled into their beds. But not the Swineherd Pub. While you couldn't call it bustling, the pub still had its number of patrons, quieter now with the rowdy crowd either drunk under the tables, turned in for the night, or unceremoniously kicked out. This atmosphere at least suited the cloaked figure sitting at a corner table, unlike the earlier one.
The figure had been sitting in this bar for three nights in a row, in the same spot if it was available; if not, one that also gave him a good view of the door of the establishment. His cloak did not cover his face or head, which would be far too suspicious, leaving a handsome face looking to be in his mid to early 20s, holding sharp gold eyes framed by violet hair visible to any who decided to glance his way. Every night he had ordered a simple glass of white wine and drank it slowly throughout the evening, tipping the bartender generously each time as an apology for taking up a table while spending so few jewels. The bartender never minded, though, because while the young man simply read a book while he was alone, he also seemed to happily accept the company of anyone who joined them, often buying those people drinks. He even spent a good portion of the first night with a drunk stranger crying on his shoulder and skillfully de-escalated the situation when the woman's ex-boyfriend tried to fight him. Right now, though, the young man was left alone with his book and near-empty glass of wine.
That young man is Jean-Auguste Toussaint, formerly known as August Auclair, now most commonly known as August Toussaint, a Rune Knight. The cloak was, of course, used to hide that fact since he was warned that Oak, despite its peaceful atmosphere, was home to an illegal guild that August did not want to get the attention of. Of course, if someone did something blatantly illegal in front of him, he would step in, but otherwise, he'd been advised to leave Phantom Lord be (which he was going to do anyway; he wasn't an idiot. Best to live now so he can report later). Thankfully his face was not well-known outside of Seven, so as long as he covered his Rune Knight uniform and mark, he would be fine. It shouldn't matter since he wasn't on duty, but dramatically revealing yourself to be a member of law enforcement had its benefits.
But for the last night, he was only acting as his new title: Heir to the Toussaint Family. And despite his... trepidation over this task, August was determined to see this through.
So he sat in this dingy bar, waiting for his target to finally show.
WC: 486