If it weren’t for his trimmed goatee, the man walking into the tavern could easily be confused for a slightly bulky elf. His long flowing black hair drapes down to his shoulders. His long face is drawn and sharp, having a nearly elven quality to it. His clothes are worn, but well cared for. A warm smile and soft gaze meet anyone who looks at him. Accompanying him is a small child, perhaps not quite 10 yet, whom he seems to be finishing up a conversation with.
"See, Laynie, I told you the 'folk weren't that bad," he says. He looks up to the crowd, "I'm Vanitri, and this is Laynie."
He points to a table and says to Laynie, "Grab a seat over there will ya? I'll get something for us to drink."
Vanitri steps up to the bar, "Joe, an ale for me, and some apple juice for the little lady."
Joe nods, and quickly dishes up the glasses. Vanitri takes them back to the table, and sets the glass of juice in front of her. Finaly he sits down, and turns to face the others in the tavern. "Ho there fellow travelers. Care to share a tale of the road? Heard any interesting news of late? 'Fraid I've not been 'round these parts lately."
OOC: RA will be playing the part of Laynie