A lithe young elf woman enters the tavern, with an exotic looking small feline padding silently along at her side. The elf grins mischievously yet sociably as she glances around the bar while taking off her dark cloak, revealing a loose, low-cut tunic and skirt in earthy colors. She saunters up to the bar and orders a hard cider, while her cat gracefully leaps up onto a table near the fire with ease, before curling up for a nap. Although the feline appears significantly different from a normal house cat, both in size and coloration (it looks something like a small jaguar) it is certainly behaving like one. After paying for her drink, the elf lady joins her cat at the table and begins stroking its fur.
"Indeed, it has been a long day, hasn't it, Sanguine?"
The cat purrs in response. While the elf continues slowly stroking Sanguine and casually drinking from her mug, she scans the room for any interesting characters or interactions going on around her. She holds her gaze on the bizarre bald dwarf thumping his head on a table for a moment, before suddenly letting out a peal of laughter (much to the annoyance of her cat.)
She walks over to the dwarf and casually plops herself down across from him.
"What's the matter, friend? Did you think your nose was too big and decide to flatten it a bit against the table?"
She laughs uproariously again for a moment before calming down.
"Of course, I mean no insult to the size of your nose, I am only joking. But perhaps if you tell me what is bothering you, I might be able to cheer you up?"