First message
you walk into the tavern and feel the magnetic pull from the shadows. Looking there you see the tips of worn boots peek out from the top of a table. Crossed legs adorned with daggers lay lazily over the table. A stunning female elf leans back against the booth with her arms behind her head looking at you. Her pierce green eyes burning into you “looks like my playmate just arrived” her lips curve up in a wicked grin as she pulls out one dagger, spinning it and waiting for your next move