Antithetist
First Post
The door swings open and a young Half-Orc lass makes her entrance from the street, strutting boldly into the bar and stopping just inside to strike a confident pose, hands on hips, as she surveys the room with glinting eye and a predatory smile. She has just opened her mouth preparatory to declaiming her name when she is struck dumb by the fellow Half-Orc who is currently in the process of whalloping a kobold in the jaw and then crushing him in an enormous hug and making a (rather touching) tearful speech about brotherhood.
"Um... hi, I'm Kasha," she eventually manages, in the aftermath of the outburst. Her grand entrance appears to have been well and truly quashed. With a swift shake of her head she makes her way across the room and smiles ingratiatingly at the barkeep. "Beer."
Mug in hand she makes her way over to a spare table, and sees about recuperating some of her temporarily misplaced bravado.
"Um... hi, I'm Kasha," she eventually manages, in the aftermath of the outburst. Her grand entrance appears to have been well and truly quashed. With a swift shake of her head she makes her way across the room and smiles ingratiatingly at the barkeep. "Beer."
Mug in hand she makes her way over to a spare table, and sees about recuperating some of her temporarily misplaced bravado.