[RI]https://cbssacramento.files.wordpress.com/2010/11/river-city-brewing-company.jpg[/RI]The Rubicon Brewing Company. Monday night. Happy hour. Who could say no to $2 tacos and $3.50 pints? The place was busy, it was happy hour after all, and the hubbub of friends meeting and celebrations being had laid a backdrop to the clinking of glass and the crunching of tacos between hungry teeth.
Striker had managed to get a booth near the back and had already started on his second taco while he waited for Emrys to show up. Not that Emrys was late, but the shaman was hungry.
Emrys seemed to be the most vocal, maybe the most organised when it came to the Whispering Wave. He didn't know exactly what it was but the Australian wanted to get to the know the bloke better. He didn't really need an excuse to try out a new bar, but this was a good one anyway.