She raised the cold glass to her lips, closing her eyes and draining about half of the liquid, before placing the glass back on the counter, a bit more rough that she had planned, a few droplets sprayed from the glass onto the counter.
The Miqo'te woman shrugged and spun around on her stool, aquamarine eyes examining those around the tavern, perhaps for conversation ... perhaps just out of curiosity ... only time would tell.
The Miqo'te woman shrugged and spun around on her stool, aquamarine eyes examining those around the tavern, perhaps for conversation ... perhaps just out of curiosity ... only time would tell.
