[ Veld isn't the only one trying to figure out what to do from here. The King of Lucis is among the many visitors to suddenly be whisked away to this strange land. It's because of the rainfall that Regis sought refugee here within this quaint little bar. While he's been nursing the same glass of whisky for the last few minutes, Regis is grateful to be indoors. He gives the lovely bartender a kind smile before glancing towards the elderly chap on his left.
Regis remembers seeing this man earlier among the crowd but the second he spotted him, he was gone. While he truly doesn't know this man from Adam, Regis couldn't help but notice the look of dismay upon his face. It's a look that mirrored his own after awaking in this strange new world.
He leans back in his chair as he watches the gentleman by the bar. While he does his best to remain somewhat inconspicuous, Regis still somewhat sticks out like a sore thumb thanks to his royal attire. He just hopes that no one will notice, especially since he has long discarded the ceremonious cloak he typically wears. ]
The Bar
Regis remembers seeing this man earlier among the crowd but the second he spotted him, he was gone. While he truly doesn't know this man from Adam, Regis couldn't help but notice the look of dismay upon his face. It's a look that mirrored his own after awaking in this strange new world.
He leans back in his chair as he watches the gentleman by the bar. While he does his best to remain somewhat inconspicuous, Regis still somewhat sticks out like a sore thumb thanks to his royal attire. He just hopes that no one will notice, especially since he has long discarded the ceremonious cloak he typically wears. ]