(Is alpha wearing guard armor? For the record, Nixran doesn't.)
Nixran passed his way into the tavern, all but ignoring the ponies he saw wrestling outside. "Cut it out, you two." was all he ordered before heading inside, not waiting to see whether or not they'd even heard him. He didn't care much anyways.
Entering the tavern, he noticed it was much bigger than he anticipated. And it was packed to the brim. He stretched both his wings, before calmly stepping in. Most of the families faces he'd come to know had far outgrown him, as he was still quite middle aged, compared to childhood friends he may have had that were likely now starting to show signs of age.
It didn't matter, he hadn't been to Ponyville in so long, not many would be able to recognize him or his name. For the most part, he could at least pinpoint what could of appeared to maybe be a relative of the children he attended school with, but by and large, all the ponies in the tavern were completely new faces, ones that he could never begin to know of.
There was one face he (sort of) recognized however, and it was one of the younger guards. Delta Set, or something? He never truly kept track of names, and he merely hailed the fellow Guardsmen. "Greetings." He merely said, continuing to admire the building.