Alex let out a low, evil snicker that vibrated in his throat as he walked down the busy cobblestone street. He was making his way directly to the bar.
It was the same dusty, noisy bar where he had gotten completely wasted and drunk the last time.
It was the specific bar in which he and his supposed group of "friends" would always hang out together to discuss all types of important matters.
They would sit around the sticky wooden tables and talk about quests, and money, and monsters, and whatever else was happening in their boring lives.
He kicked a small pebble on the road with his boot. The pebble flew across the street and hit a wall. Clack.
Alex was in a particularly good mood right now.
The air smelled sweeter to him. The sun felt warmer on his skin. And obviously, the reason for his amazing mood was because of the massive success he just had with Marcus back at the general store.
