Ror was sitting at a small round table of the Pub of the Yawning Portal Inn. Since a while he had made it his habit to get out more and he combined pub crawling with reading these days. Since you can't read well while drunk, the crawling involved a lot less actual crawling, but he still got around town a whole lot more these days than before.
As he was reading his book and sipping his 'aquavit', Colin entered the pub. He looked around a bit as if evaluating the place before walking over to the bar with arather disheartened look. While Ror was reading Justin, the bartender, served Colin his drink (an aquavit as well) and went on to his work. Which mostly consisted out of socializing with the young and curvy.
When Ror ordered his new drink, he noticed Colin who was leaning against the wall, staring at him. Politely, Ror greeted the man and turned back to his reading.
"I know why you're here," said Colin. Ror looked up and noticed Colin sitting at the other side of his table now. "I beg your pardon?" Asked Ror. The sudden remark had disrupted his train of thought. Ror was scowled at and then Colin started to talk. A whole lot even.
At first Ror was unsure who or what he dealt with. But as the man started to talk the paranoia was pretty imminent. Was Ror not an agent or spy that was watching Colin all the time? Obviously Ror was sent there by "him". Who was this "him" anyway? No question that Ror raised could seem to resolve the matter and no honest answer he gave helped him further. If anything, the paranoia thickened.
After a while Colin mentioned Sanria, and then the puzzle pieces slided into place in Ror's brain. She had told Ror about her husband, or ex-husband, whatever. The man was seriously ill, delusional, paranoid. He believed Ror Surion was out to murder him. The story seemed pretty real for Colin who was making threats and demanded Ror to pass along the message. Colin had no idea who he was talking to and Ror was not going to tell him either. Furthermore, Ror refused to play along with Colin's imagined reality.
And so they clashed, verbally. Colin was visibly frustrated as Ror kept denying any and all accusations. Colin twisted whatever Ror said back into his imagined reality of paranoia. It was really amazing how a person could do that. Meanwhile the bickering was also followed by Justin, the barkeeper, who was not too fond of potential barfights.
