VanderLegion
First Post
Sha'kar stumbles into the tavern, looking exhausted and dripping water in a puddle on the floor as he stands in the entrance for a moment to let his eyes adjust. He looks to the bartender. I could use some hot food and strong ale in just a moment," he says, then walks upstairs to change into some dry clothes. Upon return he walks over to the bar to retrieve his food and drink, then joins Ignatz at his table. "That was quite the experience. Hopefully wherever I end up next there won't be sharks..."