@necrolilah
sauntering down the steps into the barroom of the tavern, stripes’ eyes automatically do a scan across the room, head cocking to the side as she sees faces that are obviously familiar to the barkeeps, travelers and merchants who are just passing through... and a face that sticks out like a sore thumb. she’s very pretty - and a little too elegant for this type of place. she’s seen the type before, back at the monastery. usually they were just passing through in hopes of a blessing of some sort, or maybe to do trade. but a woman like that isn’t often found a place like this, and that’s definitely got stripes’ attention.
she crosses the room easily, ducking and dodging between other patrons, hands gently slamming against the countertop as she puts down her coin. “a shot of something strong, please?” her head turns slowly to the side, smirking as she eyes the woman up and down. “... and another round for the fine lady, of course.”
