::Obalu was having a day off, he’d enjoyed some of the fun things to do around the city, little markets and curio shops that lined many of the streets, some he’d purchased a little knick knack in one or two. He was on his way home when he’d seen a bar called The Devils Trill, it sounded interesting, and when he’d stepped in he found himself in a Biker bar, not exactly what he thought, or maybe he should have, but he just looked around
with some measure of curiosity while dressed in a plane tight grey long sleeve shirt with grey oblique accents that looked like gills as it were, and a pair of black pants, along with his black and white Nike sneakers, he made his way to a table and flagged down a waiter, and placed an order for a beer, he didn’t normally drink, but it was just one beer.::
<Brian> slowly enters the Trill, looking around and still amazed the guards at the door didnt stop him. He moves to the bar looking a bit trepadacious, and orders a coke. Once he has his drink, he moves to a table near the wall, and sits with his back to the wall, watching.