Argus had quickly left the castle after he was excused and relaxed as he breathed the cold winter air. A sense of relaxation came over him. He looked around at the city itself admiring its pristine architecture. But then he noticed something else. He saw humans looking at him like he was filth. Apparently the sigal he wore meant nothing to them. Yet they didn't dare to address him. They just looked at him. Argus just ignored it and decided to find the nearest tavern. Then however he found one of his companion Glodin as well.[color=a36209]" Glodin my brother! I think it's time for another drinking match wouldn't you agree?"[/color] Before Glodin could react Argus was already pulling him along towards the biggest tavern he could find. When the two dwarves entered the tavern they saw a small feast going on. Apparently it was the barkeeps birthday which meant that drinks where half price. There was also a small arena in the middle where people where boxing each other. Argus immediately Walked towards the bar and ordered a keg for himself and for Glodin. He Then raised his cup and screamed at the top of his lungs.[color=a36209]"FOR THE ORDER!"[/color]
And started to drink.