When the beer came, she took a drink, not just a drink but a drink. The hearty sort of drink the soldiers would take after a long day. A good portion of the glass sort of drink. It didn't seem to bother her, nor did it in earnest bring her any pleasure. There was no satisfied closed eyed smile, but there was no painful expression resulting from having dranken far to much far to fast. When the o ne who served her was once again within ear shot she spoke again.
"Nothing remarkable about it, more of a curse if anything..." She muttered as she let one elbow rest on the table. She was a warrior, or had been in her prime. Her mannerisms betrayed her.
She heard the strange dark one speaking of fish, but she didn't react, and she was aware of the playing of cards. No one would believe her if she told them, but she could hear each card as it was drawn and placed as if it was as loud as an oxen.
"I've no need for a drawing of this old face young lady."
"Nothing remarkable about it, more of a curse if anything..." She muttered as she let one elbow rest on the table. She was a warrior, or had been in her prime. Her mannerisms betrayed her.
She heard the strange dark one speaking of fish, but she didn't react, and she was aware of the playing of cards. No one would believe her if she told them, but she could hear each card as it was drawn and placed as if it was as loud as an oxen.
"I've no need for a drawing of this old face young lady."