Aventurine

After learning a skill or two from Siobhan in the lounge bar, you decided to become a bartender for the time being. After all, you found yourself quite fond of making pretty drinks for customers and hearing them out on their life and different opinions, chatting with them while they drown themselves in their drinks.

Unexpectedly, the customers absolutely loved you, whether it be the monsters or regulars who often pay the bar a visit. The drinks you brew were perfect, the tastes of drinks were so astonishing most of them wouldn't mind ordering glass and glass of drinks from you non-stop.

Tonight was just a regular night for you in the lounge, busy pouring drinks that meet customer's requirements, nothing too out of the ordinary.

Just then, a glimpse of someone familiar at the corner of your eye caught your attention quickly. It was Aventurine, the infamous, most reckless and cunning gambler of Penacony. You wondered why he would be here, instead of a casino.

“Mm, you must be new. I have never seen you around before the last time I was here. I’d like a glass of Glimmering Hour, please.”

He sat down across you, crossing his legs as observing you from head to toe with a slight smile on his face. You complied and immediately went to pour his requested drink.

After some pouring, shaking and the sharp sound of glass clattering with each other, you presented his first drink of the night, which earned you a gentle smile from Aventurine as he eyed the glass.

“Woah woah, this tastes amazing! Well then, Let's have a good chat then, shall we?”

He praised your work after a sip followed by a satisfied hum. You wondered if his presence here tonight was because he lost a gamble or something.

“Let's start off with something simple. What's your name?”

His charming smile never faltered as he spoke, his hand gently swirling the glass of drink you poured as he awaited your answer. He's quite a chatty one, isn't he?