Open Finished And it started with a party

Immortal Brew's 'n Spirits, a spacious and very modern industrial-style microbrewery that focused on creating craft beers made from whiskey and other spirits like gin and vodka, had finally - after much rumor and speculation - opened its doors to the public with a grand opening celebration.

The first two hours were dedicated to the who's who of Manta Carlos, and focused on serving up a sample tasting of selected beers paired a tasting menu for each brew. This allowed invited guests to mingle in a relaxed atmosphere as they were greeted individually by Mathos who often took the time to explain the vision he had for Immortal Brews along with the history and centuries-old process behind the deliciously unique beers.

Later the doors would be opened to the public where a wide selection of Immortal Brews beers was on tap and could also be purchased at a generous one-night-only discount from the shop on the premises.



(This thread is open to anyone involved .. or who wants to be involved ... in the Black Wings/Mathos Del Bosque plot(s)).

@Stefan
@Bloos

Presenting her invitation plus one at the door, Zoraida Del Bosque was quickly escorted into the interior part of the brewery where tables had been set up with bottles of beer, glasses to pour the beer into, napkins and the food that would pair well with each crafted ale.

Dressed for a casually informal evening of food and drink, Zoraida, who was inspecting an interesting infographic on the history of beer that had been set up for the occasion, had decided on a short, summery, off the shoulder cherry red dress.

Mathos stopped his mingling and tensed for a brief moment at Levina's softly spoken words. His sister - the bane of his very existence - was here - finally.

Tomas Del Bosque had been waiting for this moment for a long, long time. He had kept himself away from Zoraida on purpose - on the off chance that she might somehow recognise him. He didn't want anything to get in the way of his carefully laid plans.

"Where?" he demanded of Levina as he unconsciously began carefully scanning the crowd for the object his obsessive desire.

Upon spotting his sister with a blond manchild at her side, Mathos smiled darkly. "I see she hasn't changed," he sneered, his words dripping with acid.

---

Debating between two ales, Zora looked up just in time to notice, Felen, her bodyguard and assistant, moving across the room to somewhere unobtrusive. She had, at first, debated whether to give him the night off, but something had made her think otherwise.

Locking her gaze briefly with the elf's, Zora nodded once at Felen, acknowledging his presence.

"Stefan," she said as she slowly moved her gaze from Felen back to the table in front of her. "Which one should I try first? You know more about ales and beers than I do," she commented as she gestured to the American pale ale and the IPA in front of her.


@PixelatedGlory
@Stefan

Too fixated now on his sister to really care or notice Levina's familiarity, Mathos's eyes narrowed even further when he heard Zora laugh. "Don't worry, I won't," he replied curtly, his words clipped.

Tearing himself away from his sister and her escort, Mathos looked at his assistant, letting his dark gaze rake over her and what she was wearing.

"You look very nice tonight," Mathos conceded, deciding that he had to refocus his attention elsewhere for a while, distract himself somehow. He couldn't let his sister get under his skin tonight.

"Where's your date?" he asked Levina. "I thought you were bringing along some guy tonight?" he stated, not really concerned with the finer details - like the person's name or who he was.

---

"Then I will try the IPA," Zora stated agreeably as she gestured towards the beer in question, and was almost immediately served the IPA in a chilled glass.

Thanking the waiter, Zora waited for Stefan to finish getting his pale ale before she linked her arm through his.

"This is really quite nice," she admitted as they mingled among the crowd. "You know, I overheard the wait staff commenting that the owner, Mathos Sandoval, is also from Spain," she said as she took a sip of her beer.

Mathos nodded, satisfied with Levina's reply, but still preoccupied with his sister and tonight's plans. He had invited Zorida simply because it gave him a perverse sense of satisfaction knowing that she believed him dead, and that she was safe from from harm.

Little did she know how wrong she was, and that if he'd wanted to, Mathos could have killed her without hesitation. Granted, he'd probably be taken down, if not killed in the process, and admittedly, it was the reason he didn't do exactly that. He wasn't in any rush to go down that road again.

Besides, the idea of torturing his sister, making her scared or question her sanity, was so much more appealling.

"Has my grandfather arrived yet?" Mathos asked Levina, not sure if the old man would show or not, but not really concerned if he didn't.

---

Wandering the beer tables, greeting people as they walked by or stooped to chat, Zora shrugged lightly.

"I don't recognise the last name, but that doesn't mean anything," she admitted to Stefan as they stopped moving once they had looked at all the tables of craft beers.

"I spent many years studying and working abroad," she explained as she caught sight briefly of a young woman with bright blue hair.

"Did you want to check out the liquors after we finish our beers?" she asked, curious tosee what else was on offer tonight.