Alexei

Life, Identity

Fenneck and Erikur meet Alexei.

"You sure it's okay if we do this?" Erikur asked Fenneck as they walked toward the tavern. "Yeah," Fenneck assured him. "I'm eighteen now, remember!" Fenneck walked up and entered the quiet tavern. "Maybe we shouldn't have come by so early?" Erikur whispered into Fenneck's ear. The bar was empty except for a young wood-elf wiping down the empty tables who looked up at them as they entered. He was a few inches shorter than both Fenneck and Erikur and he had dark olive skin and long silky jet-black hair. He had dark eyes and was wearing faded blue pants and a matching shirt with a low cut, lighter blue vest. "Hi," he greeted them. "Do you want something to drink?" he asked them, throwing the rag over his shoulder. "Hi," Erikur greeted him. "Well, my friend here turned eighteen yesterday so he wanted to try his first drink," Erikur explained. "Oh, okay," the wood-elf said. "It's kinda early so my dad is still sleeping but I can fix you something," he said as he walked over to the bar. Erikur and Fenneck walked over and sat down on the barstools. "What would you like?" he asked Fenneck who shrugged and looked to Erikur for help. Erikur frowned. "Well, we haven't really drank before," he told the wood-elf who giggled. "What are your names?" he asked them. "I'm Fenneck and this is Erikur," Fenneck introduced themselves. "Alexei," the wood-elf said. "I haven't met any elves close to my age before," he mused. "How old are you?" Fenneck asked him curiously. "I'm sixteen," Alexei told them. "Well, what kind of flavors do you like?" he asked Fenneck and Erikur. "Sweet things mostly," Fenneck told him. "I like apples a lot!" Alexei chuckled. "I'll start you with some mead then." He fixed Fenneck a glass and sat it down in front of him. "What about you?" he asked Erikur. Erikur shrugged. "I'll try the same thing, I guess," he said. Alexei gave him a glass and he and Fenneck took a sip. Fenneck scrunched his nose up at the harsh flavor. It was sweet but it was still more bitter than he'd prefer. "Ugh," he said. "People like this?" Alexei giggled. "It's an acquired taste," he told them. Erikur shrugged. "I don't mind it, actually," he mused.