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<t>[quote="Makasta":33yjtq3z]<br/> <br/> The robed drow, looks up from a heavy and very musty book, his eyes darting quickly to meet the womans gaze. "Story? Oh...no real story per se' just looking for a nice place to rest my weary head as opposed to the old bed at the tower of sorcery. I recently f...

Noticing the newest patron of the bar, she stands up and sits at the chair opposite the man. "What's your story friend? What brings you here?" She smiles, hands coming to rest in her lap.

<t>The door creaks open, and a young drow steps in, face softened by the light of the tavern. She shrugs her hood off her face, hand coming to rest on the hilt of a small dagger. Gliding to the bar, she sits lightly, scarlet eyes meeting those of the bartender. In a lilting voice she asks for a flag...