บท 187: Family Matters

"Ahh..... That hits the spot." Zeuxis chuckled giddily at his 4th cup of mushroom wine.

"How can they make such good wine from a bunch of spores? It's so good!" He elbowed the quiet Zeriav who was contemplating leaving since they entered the tavern.

"Come on, Brother! Go ahead and drink! No one's looking at us anyway, they won't judge a priest for having a drink or two!"

Zeriav raised his eyebrow. "Since when did you learn that I'm a priest?"

"The demeanor. No one's as stiff as priests." He laughed. "Well, maybe except him. You know, you remind me of him a lot."

"That kind of quiet, calculating and observant behavior..... I hate that a lot. I came to despise him because of it. I can tell he's scheming even as a little daemon baby."

Zeriav raised his eyebrows. "Who?"

"My brother." Zeuxis said. "I have two, actually. One sister. I despised them all when I was young."

He poured himself another drink as he told his whole past to the priest.