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<blockquote data-quote="nersxe" data-source="post: 6180908" data-attributes="member: 6750018">Dal Enters The TavernA human woman, tall and muscular, swaggers into inn, seating herself with a thump on a bar stool. Her dark hair flows unbound around her shoulders, blending with the black fur along the edges of her leather armor. She pulls her ranseur between her legs, leaning the side of her face against the pole and propping her elbow on the smooth surface on the bar.&quot;Hey there, handsome,&quot; she drawls at the bartender, smushing the other side of her face against her hand so her face was sandwiched between the polearm and her propped-up hand. &quot;I'll take a big mug of whatever's cheap.&quot; She pulls a silver out of seemingly nowhere, dropping it on the bar. &quot;Smile for me, and you can keep the change.&quot;There's a tiredness about her. Her face is only slightly drawn, and there's no sign of bags beneath her eyes, but her nominally flirtatious words don't match the drained tone behind them.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="nersxe, post: 6180908, member: 6750018"] [b]Dal Enters The Tavern[/b] A human woman, tall and muscular, swaggers into inn, seating herself with a thump on a bar stool. Her dark hair flows unbound around her shoulders, blending with the black fur along the edges of her leather armor. She pulls her ranseur between her legs, leaning the side of her face against the pole and propping her elbow on the smooth surface on the bar. "Hey there, handsome," she drawls at the bartender, smushing the other side of her face against her hand so her face was sandwiched between the polearm and her propped-up hand. "I'll take a big mug of whatever's cheap." She pulls a silver out of seemingly nowhere, dropping it on the bar. "Smile for me, and you can keep the change." There's a tiredness about her. Her face is only slightly drawn, and there's no sign of bags beneath her eyes, but her nominally flirtatious words don't match the drained tone behind them. [/QUOTE]

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