Gaul gently pushed open the doors and stepped inside allowing the doors to close with barely any noise, he smiled as he stepped deeper within the tavern, knowing full well about the dangerous men and women who take refuge in such a place, yet he knew that not all were bad, and surely someone needed a servant or someone to travel with them, carrying supplies, handle a weapon if the need be,

Gaul continued to step lightly, avoiding spots of vomit and blood easily not because he was scared of getting his clothes dirty or even afraid of the blood, he would just rather not go walking right through it,

finally making it to the bar Gaul easily wiped a section clean using a kerchief that he kept up his sleeve and then sat himself calling over the bartender Gaul ordered an ale, waiting several minutes as Gaul fished the correct gold and a bit extra as a tip and handed it to the bar tender who took with with a toothless smile before moving off to serve others,

Gauls redish hair was neatly tied back in a ponytail and his clothes seemed to be creaseless, and he spends no longer then anyone else readying themselves in the morning, taking a long scull of his ale Gaul surveyed the bar in search of anyone who might need a servant.

Rith sat a small table near the bar. Rith sat in the form of Kiplar, a tall aged man. He wore a tong regal puurple that fitted loosely upon him. On either side of him sat a dog in a chair. One dog was a large black hound with pointed ears. It's red eyes seemed to be scowling menacingly at all of those around it. The second dog was small purple and had adorable floppy ears. Unlike the other dog this one seemed quuite content with his tongue hanging out and hhis tail wagging about. Rith was getting slightly bored with his current operations. He decided that a change in plans could be used. He figure a little bit of adveture would be nice to have every once in a while and would be a cheaper way to get the goods he sought. "... And Then I raised my hand to lay the dragon. I could here here it's whimpering for it's life, but that was not what stopped my spell. I paused and wondered if I should slay the dragon or let him live. Recalling that the foolish creature had tried to eat me, I finished the spell. Dark energy crakled from my fingers and the a dark bolt lleapt from my hand and struck the dragon and instantly putting an end to the creature's life," Rith continued apparently to his dogs though it was appparent that more than them were paying attention. Several chairs were turned to Rith as the listen to his tale. Others twisted aroun in the chairs lisntening just as intently as the ones who had turned their chairs.

Gaul looked across at the man as he spoke and then to the animals on either side of him, taking in the look of them both Gaul came to a decision on who was more dangerous and then turned back to the bartender ordering another drink claiming the cup Gaul began pushing past the small crowd that had now gathered,

Choosing his postioning carefully Gaul was soon next to the old man on the side of the purple dog, placing the ale on the table Gaul smiled "Excuse me sir, I don't mean to intterupt but you look like you could use a drink" Gaul spoke the drink he had brought sat on the table condensation forming a nice ring around the bottom of the mug.

Rith was pleased to see that his babble had captivated everyone’s attention. He was more so pleased to find a young man walked up to him and offer him a drink. It was a nice offer, but Rith despised the crude ale, preferring wine instead if he were to drink an alchocolic beverage; however, Rith did not want to turn away the man simply because of his prefences. The man obviously wished to talk or perhaps just to have Rith’s attention. “Thank you. Do you wish to have a seat? ” Rith asked turning his attention to Gual. “You may sit on the other side of the table if you wish. Don’t worry about the dogs, they don’t bite,” Rith said as he gestured with his hand towards the chari across the table . The purple dog didn’t seem to notice Gual, but The black dog’s red eye gazed menacingly upon Gual.

Gaul smiled and nodded his head "It would be a pleasure" Gaul spoke softly and soon took a seat placing himself next to the black dog taking the mans word that they wouldn't bite, sipping from his own ale and then turned his attention back to the man.

Gaul heard a few grunts of disappointment from the crowd as Gaul stopped the mans story and seeming settled in for a long talk and they slowly went back to there own talk and chatter occasionally turning back to see if the man started on another story,

"Might I ask your name sir,?" Gaul asked politely and took another sip of his ale as he waited for the man to answer his eyes drifting across to the dogs breifly.