The small bell over the front door gave a light jingle to announce the arrival of another individual. Adriaan was a long ways from Shintenchi, but the avorian male was hardly the strangest thing to find its way to the small town of Verinotte Hollow.
His garb was simple, but tidy enough as to not offend the customers of the pleasant restaurant and he had a stack of fliers tucked under one arm.
He paused to tack one up on a bulletin board hanging just inside the front entrance where a bunch of posters and fliers were already hanging in a wide assortment of vibrant colors. The newest addition contained a simple message beneath a photograph of a woman.
Vote Rhea Vaeros for Prime Minister.He passed a few more out to couples dining at various tables before he paused beside Philius and Eliza's table as well.
"Hey, sorry to be a bother," he told them as he offered a quirky a lopsided grin. "Don't shoot the messenger, eh?" he asked as he offered a pair of fliers to them. "Anyways, I'll get out of your hair."
It had only been through some quick talking, a touch of his charismatic presence, and that quirky smile of his that had won the restaurant owner over to him handing the fliers out tonight. And even still it had been hard won with promises to not hassle the customers or run them off with unwanted campaign efforts.