Avalon soon reached the tavern he was looking for by asking around. Most people thought it was weird that a naga would be out and about in Autumn and so close to Winter too. But people still helped him and he found the Bulls Eye Tavern. There hopefully he could find the bartender to help him.
Gineye looked around as he walked into the tavern, frowning slightly behind his mask as he noticed a few unusually people before moving to sit down in an empty table, deciding that it would be best to wait till the tavern was less busy before asking the bartender
"Hiya!" Finn said with a wide, enthusiastic smile just as he reached the counter. He opened his arms to hug the bartender, to which Arwyn responded to this with a cold, deadpan look.
"Got three seconds to explain why you're in my tavern, Soul Eater," Arwyn said, her hand hilding the hilt of a hidden knife. "Are you Arwyn?! I need to speak to Arwyn," Finn replied, lowering his arms in defeat.
Avalon slithered inside and saw the current bartender in a conversation with another person. He figured he would just wait his turn and sat down on a barstool. Or at least sat down as good as he could with a snake tail for legs.
Gineye heard the door open and turned his head, blinking in surprise when he saw a Naga slither inside. "Odd place to see one of those" he said quietly to himself before he shrugged and stood up, deciding to say hello. He walked over to the Naga and waved "hey buddy! You look a little out of place, but i cant exactly judge now can i?" he said cheerfully
Arwyn was put off by the Soul Eater's chosen front. He had to just be acting like a cheerful, carefree kid, right? It didn't match the tales of him at all. After a moment of deciding, Arwyn called over her coworker, Quarga, to watch over the bar. Arwyn took hold of the boy's elbow and lead him to a table so they could talk. Or more so HE could talk; she wanted some explanations.
Finn sat down with the bartender, though he really was wasting time if it wasn't Arwyn. He figured it'd be okay to socialize a little though, he loved talking. There were some interesting people trickled throughout the tavern, and he waved at as many as he could before Arwyn grabbed his arm to stop him. "Start talking."
(I like it. I must ask though. If your more detailed versions are one person at a time, may I ask you add Avalon's wife Lenore with him. I can either show you a picture or describe her for you so you know what she looks like. If everyone is in the same drawing then never mind. I'd just thought I'd ask.)
(You can make Lenore whichever you want but I would prefer her alive. To describe her, imagine Ariel with blonde hair and a more hourglass kind of body. She wears a green shirt with the middle cut out, showing her midriff and her tail is colored like a clownfish. Stripes and everything. Does this description help?)