It's a dingy little place, the rat and something, Arthur's already forgotten the name. They have surprisingly good drinks though. Not great, but good, and cheap. And as far as he's concerned there's no thief worth their salt who doesn't appreciate cheap.
The place smells of old beer and smoke and it's not exactly Arthur's kind of place, but it's not not his kind of place either. He sits at the bar, nursing a whiskey, already gone ahead and booked a room, if this Israel doesn't show up then he's still got a place to get washed up and rested before he heads out so it's not a total waste of money. Even if he'd prefer to just camp somewhere outside town.
He checks the time so he knows how long this guy takes to show up, if he does.
@ninetoes (and prose just 4 u)
It's a dingy little place, the rat and something, Arthur's already forgotten the name. They have surprisingly good drinks though. Not great, but good, and cheap. And as far as he's concerned there's no thief worth their salt who doesn't appreciate cheap.
The place smells of old beer and smoke and it's not exactly Arthur's kind of place, but it's not not his kind of place either. He sits at the bar, nursing a whiskey, already gone ahead and booked a room, if this Israel doesn't show up then he's still got a place to get washed up and rested before he heads out so it's not a total waste of money. Even if he'd prefer to just camp somewhere outside town.
He checks the time so he knows how long this guy takes to show up, if he does.