Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-36093391-20180706073900/@comment-36093391-20180706193830

Daisy noticed the odd man in the corner, well mainly the staff that laid against the wall. The red glow is what caught her attention, she had never seen anything like it. But she knew when to ask questions and when not to, and it seemed the man was very invested in his work.

She quickly ordered her drink and sat at the table next to where a Satyros and Dorome were seated talking. She stared at the Dorome, quite curious, she has never met one but often found her self staring whenever she ran across one.

She turned her attention to the bard and she removed the hood of her coat from her face, the Tavern was warm. The fire crackled against the wood, and the smell of fresh soup hung thick in the air. Daisy could feel her face become flushed  and she let out a small yawn.

She took a sip of cider as she found herself staring at the staff again. Perhaps she could at least ask one question.