IC: Tyemek As they arrived at the bar, the busy noise became a silent hush. "Hello, gang!" he exclaimed, in a sort of intimidating and uneasy happiness. The bar members exchanged nercvous glances." "I... uh expect you want a double Whiskey as per usual", the bar tender shook as he spoke. "Ahhh. Make that a triple. Its been a Karz of a day. I expect my giant of a friend should like some form of fruity cocktail, am I right?" He nudged Ngraru hard oh the shoulder with is elbow.