Fedowin, Male Rowaini Swashbuckler
*Fedowin smiles and nods, before taking Priya’s drink to the table.*
“There you go, Priya my dear, a vanilla creme swirl. I hope it’s sweet enough for your tastes...”
*Once he’s set Priya’s drink down, Fedowin saunters back to the bar, where he picks up his own drink and takes a sip.*