His arrival was relatively swift, since he was already too tired and beaten down to even try to fight against the clawing, putrid hands pulling him down with them. The rest goes by in a blurr until he reaches the lobby where he simply halts, looking dazed and like he's not quite mentaly present yet.
Gluttony at it's finest
He usualy tends to stay clear of alcohol, for he knows once he starts he wont be able to stop himself from trying to drink himself into a stupor, but... what does it matter now? He's not too picky about what he drinks as long as it is strong enough and he barely even looks at the food on display. He's usualy not a pleasant drunk to deal with, often swinging between being a weeping mess or violently delusional, but there is something in the air that seems to simply lull him into complacency instead. Not happy, just... passive.
Maedhros | the silmarillion
His arrival was relatively swift, since he was already too tired and beaten down to even try to fight against the clawing, putrid hands pulling him down with them. The rest goes by in a blurr until he reaches the lobby where he simply halts, looking dazed and like he's not quite mentaly present yet.
Gluttony at it's finest
He usualy tends to stay clear of alcohol, for he knows once he starts he wont be able to stop himself from trying to drink himself into a stupor, but... what does it matter now? He's not too picky about what he drinks as long as it is strong enough and he barely even looks at the food on display. He's usualy not a pleasant drunk to deal with, often swinging between being a weeping mess or violently delusional, but there is something in the air that seems to simply lull him into complacency instead. Not happy, just... passive.
Wildcard
Feel free to try whatever you want with him.