Festival of Roses

Liliane arrived to the Empty Mug in her more rugged traveling clothes in an effort to seem less out of place as she bought a drink. She looked around to find a corner table so she might sit and people watch more effectively. This was a strange place while she was a noble and she was accustomed to similar festivities she was also used to them involving more of her kin.

IN this way the seedy tavern was at least a more accustomed place to encounter strangers.

As it wouldn't be proper to let Liliane enter such places alone, and having made a promise to Kylie to help, Leovall entered with her. He was likewise in his own traveling clothes minus the ermine cape.

Taking a seat at the table corner Liliane chooses he signals for a couple of drinks.

"Well, here we are."

"Yup, I am just hoping that the poorer drinks benefit from being this close to the Arbor," she said with a roguish smile, "Besides... They would have the nicer stuff out for the festival, wouldn't they?" She took a tentative sip.

"I've had worse." He declares after having his own careful first sip. Nonetheless the cup is set down for the moment. "Think it's worth trying the fare?"

"My stomach has just recovered from all the wine at the feast. I believe I shall pass," she chuckled as she carefully sipped from the cup.

"You ate far too much Lili." It was actually kind of gross. For some reason he's smirking.

"Well, maybe that as well. There was a lot of everything," she said waving the whole unpleasant side-effect of the night off.

"It was a good feed." Accepting her dismissing the topic he returns his attention to the Empty Mug. Who's about? He scans the room quietly, taking another sip.