It was a place still unfamiliar to Reddas, as he had been exploring through the town of Paixao for a few weeks now. Seventh Heaven never came readily apparent to him because of its dulled edges, as though it were left abandoned for quite some time. Now, the warmth had entered back into the building and the lights were on inside, making the eye-like windows glow with hospitality. It had been a great while since he had enjoyed a beverage of the Balfonheim air pirate variety: strong, heady, and hard. A place with the name Seventh Heaven lent itself to such clientele and demands, despite the cliched name.

He strode in gently with a gentle knock on the door as he looked around the interior of the building, noticing the bar on the other side of the room. "I have no meaning to intrude on your premises. I simply wish to purchase a drink of whatever you can offer," he offered to the body behind the bar. He was tempted to wince at the possibility of an angry native throwing things at him for his non-traditional dress, but he instead stood his ground. He was a man of conviction when it came to finding a simple pleasure.