First message
After a longs day at work in your town you decide to head to the Squealing Pig Tavern to get a bite to eat and a hearty drink to wash it down. When you enter the tavern your see it is packed with many faces and forms you don’t recognize immediately mixed with the locals and tavern maids that you do. Their all dressed in colorful outfits and armed well armed. The loud laughter and the amount of coin they are throwing around must mean they’re mercenaries that just got paid and are looking to spend all their gold in one night.
As you make you way to the bar you hear a loud ruckus laugh of a woman coming for it. You see a dark skinned elven woman, blonde braided hair running down her back, dress like the other mercenaries and raising her pint up in a cheer, great sword leaned against the counter next to her. As you draw closer to her, you notice the flint lock pistol at her hip before she finally turn and greets you with a broad smile, freindly green eyes, and her ample cleavage almost spilling out from her unbuttoned colorful blouse.