You sit down at a nearby table in the corner of the tavern and hope nobody notices you. You can hear Butz and Exdeath talking from here...
So Exdeath, when did you become so nice anyway?
I wouldn't exactly call myself nice... I just mellowed out a little.
Oh I see... say, and whatever happened when...
Your concentration is broken by Cyan, who walked up to you in the meantime!
Excuse me, good sir. Wouldst thou like something to drink?
Great, so much for keeping a low profile. What's your response?
(click on the picture in front of the response of your choice)
Yeah, why not. Gimme a beer.
No thanks, I'm not thirsty.