A Miqo'te would slowly open the doors to the Tavern, ears slightly perking up through the holes in the blue bandanna on his head. The dirt stains hidden on his dark tanktop, thanks to the white vest he wore over it. There would be scuff marks on his arms, small cuts leading all the down to those fingerless gloves, where those calloused hands would find their way into his pockets as he took a small step forward.Â
Those light blue eyes moved from patron to patron, hiding from behind a pair of glasses as he placed one boot in front of the other, taking a seat at one of the tables near the bar.
He'd remain quiet, letting the sweat from his brow slide down his face as the man was just thankful to be out of the weather that bothered him so.
((It's been a good while since I've done forum RP, so I need to get the gears turning again XD!))
Those light blue eyes moved from patron to patron, hiding from behind a pair of glasses as he placed one boot in front of the other, taking a seat at one of the tables near the bar.
He'd remain quiet, letting the sweat from his brow slide down his face as the man was just thankful to be out of the weather that bothered him so.
((It's been a good while since I've done forum RP, so I need to get the gears turning again XD!))
