RE: Wings of Fury 2
06-29-2021, 01:26 AM
Caulind's jingling earrings were nothing compared to the jingling of various trinkets as a tall, colorfully-robed Tsavari drifted through behind him, having just entered the bar. They spoke softly to a barmaid, who nodded and went behind the bar, before settling down at the table with the others, not giving an introduction just yet.
However, a few bottles of (affordable) wine were produced and set at the table, along with glasses. The Tsavari filled one for themself before nodding to Caulind, not interrupting the goblin and his friend, who were seemingly busy telling rapt tales of ant-based adventure.
"Help yourselves to a glass. If we're to risk death together, we may as well share drinks."
They reached up to a colorful scarf that covered their lower face and moved it down, revealing their face properly. Two wine red and one purple eye regarded Caulind without much perceivable emotion.
"Terzi. Seamstress and songstress."
She took a sip of wine, clearly eavesdropping on Avag's story with passive interest.
However, a few bottles of (affordable) wine were produced and set at the table, along with glasses. The Tsavari filled one for themself before nodding to Caulind, not interrupting the goblin and his friend, who were seemingly busy telling rapt tales of ant-based adventure.
"Help yourselves to a glass. If we're to risk death together, we may as well share drinks."
They reached up to a colorful scarf that covered their lower face and moved it down, revealing their face properly. Two wine red and one purple eye regarded Caulind without much perceivable emotion.
"Terzi. Seamstress and songstress."
She took a sip of wine, clearly eavesdropping on Avag's story with passive interest.