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It was difficult not to be amused, as well as slightly alarmed, as the once quiet bar was filled with a small gathering a new people. The hyuran that had tried to cozy up to the pink-haired Miqo'te had been particularly humorous to watch. That one might be trouble.
From the quiet of her corner table, Tabrett rose with a scrape of her chair over the flooring. With sure hands, she hefted her large weapon onto her back and once it was secured, she lifted her mug from the table top with a firm grip around the rim. She was light on her feet, moving with agile grace for the door. Lifting the glass, she called to her sister miqo'te behind the bar: "I will bring this back."
It seemed that most had abandoned the Roegadyn outside for the cooler tempature of the bar, but hadn't the man been injured? Her curiosity drew her to see, carrying her outside over the warm sands with her mug of strong, dark ale in her hand.
From the quiet of her corner table, Tabrett rose with a scrape of her chair over the flooring. With sure hands, she hefted her large weapon onto her back and once it was secured, she lifted her mug from the table top with a firm grip around the rim. She was light on her feet, moving with agile grace for the door. Lifting the glass, she called to her sister miqo'te behind the bar: "I will bring this back."
It seemed that most had abandoned the Roegadyn outside for the cooler tempature of the bar, but hadn't the man been injured? Her curiosity drew her to see, carrying her outside over the warm sands with her mug of strong, dark ale in her hand.