[b]Happenstance ::: Floor 35[/b]

Somewhere about mid-morning a rumpled, bleary-eyed Happenstance stumbled out of bed, yawning excessively. His previous night's sleep had been restless and full of bad dreams, he just wanted to get some breakfast and get on his way to somewhere less stressful. Imagine his disappointment when he arrived downstairs to find the common area flooded with guards from some police guild. He groaned and was about to return to his room when one of them apprehended him. "Sir, please remain where you are, we are in the middle of an investigation."

"Push off!" Happenstance said irritably, giving the man a shove, though not too aggressively. After a moment or two it registered, and he remembered the previous night's murder. Well they were too late to catch the woman now, but he supposed he at least needed to give them credit for trying. It was none of his business anyway, and with that in mind he slinked along the wall to the corner near the door, hoping to slip outside unnoticed. Fat chance, he doubted even air couldn't pass through that door right now, and any attempt of escape could possibly incriminate himself so he decided to stay put. Though he must have looked suspicious because two guards confronted him, and still not fully awake and with an empty stomach he hardly felt inclined to appeal to their better nature. Quite the opposite really, he strung together some pretty colorful words to express his distaste of the whole scenario.

Just when he was ready to lose his mind another guard arrived, apparently it was this someone the other guild members had been waiting on, and this player promptly ordered all the rest out of the tavern. [i]MezmeriSin[/i] he read the username. He seemed to have some common sense so Happenstance decided that he liked him, and when MezmeriSin said he'd buy them all food and drink he decided that maybe he could forgive the guild's intrusion on his sad little virtual life. 

He dashed to the bar, eager to fill his belly. He snatched up a mug and leaned on the counter, trying to appear casual. "You know I was really pissed off when I woke up to this," he addressed the head man himself and took a long drought of ale, "But you really know how to be a people pleaser. Bravo. Most people don't bother with that anymore. I'll have you know that I had a front row seat for last night's drama…" he went on, eager to make himself worthy of the offer of a free breakfast. "I'll be happy to answer all your questions over some bacon, eggs, and pancakes. Sausage too, with lots of maple syrup. Oooh, and a couple of those cinnamon buns…" His eyes rolled back at the thought of the steaming rolls covered in sweet cream-cheese icing. It was more than enough to make his mouth water. Happenstance snapped out of his babbling though, not wanting to miss this opportunity. "Where are my manners? Sorry, I always wake up hungry. The name's Happenstance, though most folks who come by me are too lazy to pronounce that mouthful, so you can call me Hap if you want." He offered his hand to shake, accompanying the gesture with a friendly grin. "Just tell me noble sir, what you would like to know."