Blake had been on the run for a few days now. A misstep, and a small flailing of a blade or two had made him a wanted man. SO he skipped town and decided to live life on the lamb. The scarred lad silently walking into the tavern, hood up and eyes narrowed as his brown hair poked out from under his hood. The current company surveyed as he'd smoothly saunter up the bar, and plop himself down in a seat. Looking to the bar keep, he'd hold up a finger, his hands bandaged with wraps like he were to just go a round with a punching bag. "Vodka please."
A hooded vixen sat in a booth at the rear of the Tavern, though there was no chair anywhere near her. Instead, she seemed to be sitting on four legs instead of two at the at table. In her furred hand was a cup of ale. She looked worn out as she sipped a cup of ale and looked around the room at the various patrons.
she kept her hoodie on and looked around to see if she would be able to spot the person she was looking for and who was looking for her she stood up and stood by a window looking outside she didn't care if people would of thought she looked strange her sword showed
The vixen's eyes shifted as she watched the hooded person stand up and walk to the mirror as if watching for someone. Shrugging, the mysterious four-legged vixen turned back to her drink, and stared at the contents of the cup.
(OoC: meeb?)
Is it alright for me to join?
Kali came inside the Tavern looking for something to eat and drink her money supply was low she needed to get some work to earn more money for herself.Sitting at a table KalI looks around at the people there at the Tavern she was travelling on the road for the past two weeks ago since leaving the city for a change of pace
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