Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-10906938-20140218020301/@comment-12599067-20140220012209

Fenris made his way over to the table and snatched an apple from a fruit bowl, although it took him a moment to reach the table without stumbling. He didn't want to appear like a drunk, but the headache he had earned from his time in the tavern, it was difficult to look normal. If he wanted any chance of finding an employer, the least he could do was try not to make a fool of himself.

Pulling out a chair, he took a seat at the table, drawing a few curious glances from those who sat next to him. He had unknowingly taken a seat near the head of the table, and a few nobles and other wealthy folk had taken note of the fellow who had joined in the revelry. He was doing a good job of concealing the state he was in, but he would need to do better if an employer decided to take a closer look.