She nodded in responce to the bar keep's general set of conversation, to nothing inparticular really. She then sat quietly drinking her ale, and watching everything that was going on, with keen interest it would seem. She appeared quite aware of everything, sharp as a knife...or so it seemed. She may look old, but she did not act it. As her mug approched empty, she smacked her lips a bit and the faintest of smiles creeped across her lips. When she was not drinking however, she kept her mouth closed tightly however, almost strangly so.
She watched the card playing duo, and the barkeep, the new patron and the strange fellow who smelt of fish. She seemed content...for now.
She watched the card playing duo, and the barkeep, the new patron and the strange fellow who smelt of fish. She seemed content...for now.