A fairly tall lalafell entered the bar. Out of the many patrons and taken seats, he managed to find an empty one at the bar. On his way there, he looked around the room. He had never really went to any of the taverns in Limsa, even though he had lived there all his life. The only one he ever visited had been The Drowning Wench. He tried to steer clear of alcohol, and as he sat down and picked up a menu, he immediately sighed.
"So much alcohol..." he muttered to himself as he pulled spectacles from his robe. Placing the spectacles on his face, he mockingly continued, "Well it is a tavern you twit."
He sat for a moment, thinking and taking in his surroundings. The tavern was beautiful. Honestly, he regretted never having stepped inside! His eyes wandered down to an enormous highlander that was covered in metal plates. The lalafell stared until the highlander glanced up, stealing eye contact for a second; only a second, because as soon as it happened, the lalafell was spinning in his seat back towards the bar. He overheard the banter of two hyur women speaking of Gridania as he scanned the menu more.
"A salad sounds kind of good..." he muttered quietly to himself.
"So much alcohol..." he muttered to himself as he pulled spectacles from his robe. Placing the spectacles on his face, he mockingly continued, "Well it is a tavern you twit."
He sat for a moment, thinking and taking in his surroundings. The tavern was beautiful. Honestly, he regretted never having stepped inside! His eyes wandered down to an enormous highlander that was covered in metal plates. The lalafell stared until the highlander glanced up, stealing eye contact for a second; only a second, because as soon as it happened, the lalafell was spinning in his seat back towards the bar. He overheard the banter of two hyur women speaking of Gridania as he scanned the menu more.
"A salad sounds kind of good..." he muttered quietly to himself.
