(06-09-2016, 01:47 PM)RiniKett Wrote: "Two thousand to the girl in white."
Tira quietly gasped and laughed at the same time realising what she may just have been the cause of what just happened. She raised her palms slightly with the peashooter tucked into her thumb and expressed an amused but apologetic look toward L'rinhi and mouthed the words, "I'm sorry!"
As the crowd was focused on the just-auctioneered off girl and the security goons dotted around muttered and guzzled ale among themselves Tira rolled herself off the deck and in doing so, the strap of her satchel had caught a loose cork of one of the kegs stacked among the crates. The sweet and bitter aroma began to take flight as the dark brown ale flowed across and seeped into the grooves of the deck.
Drip... drip...
Tira was stood underneath the platform as a drop splattered onto her shoulder. She wiped it off thinking nothing of it and oblivious to the trail left behind her chain of reckless actions, she darted into the crowd to find the two miqo'te.