Carden settled into a seat at the bar and ordered a beer. He'd not been spending too mmuch time in the city, somethign about living in a swamp made it hard to want to make the trip. A few drinks had sounded good though so he had decided to step into Drezzie's for a bit.

Increased Imperial presence made the bar quiet, but that wasn't nessacarily a bad thing either.

The streets seemed quiet but for the rolling thunder. Torr ducked into Drezzie's to close out the day, knowing that he'd pass the night in some corner booth like always. For now though, he somberly found a stool at the bar and waited. Flagging down the tender he orders whatever's on tap and sits quietly.

Carden offered the other man a nod. He had seen him around a bit but they hadn't done much in the way of talking. "Evening." He offered politely.

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Carden offered the other man a nod. He had seen him around a bit but they hadn't done much in the way of talking. "Evening." He offered politely.

Torr was miles away when Carden's words reached him, "Hmmm? Ohh, evening." He returns politely. "Between the weather and the curfew, a conversation is hard to come by no?" He chuckles. "Your face is... familiar. Torr Po," he offers his hand.