Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20161215214850/@comment-28358106-20161220025810

Lucida wraps her tail around the barstool, casting furtive but wide-eyed glances around the room. After a moment, she plants her eyes forward. "I'll, um, have what he is having, please, but water, and no beer."

She places all four hands on the bartop, mumbling. "My gosh, nobody back home is going to believe that I was taken to a bar. That is, if I survive.  Wish I'd have brought my camera." She looks over to Marcus, speaking under her breath. "Are all the men in Zahmeria big, hulking guys? 'Cause that's what it seems like so far."