The incredibly dark-blue skinned Miqo'te yawned softly. She ran her finger along the page of her grimoire, mumbling to herself something incoherent. She turned her head towards the book to "look" at the book through her mask. As blind as she was, she could still read, and she felt like she missed something. She shook her head and dismissed the thought.
She slid her hairband back into place, frowning once more. Lamiaris closed her book and simply held it at her side now, her free left hand slowly feeling along the wall for the entrance to the tavern. The young woman stepped inside, taking in all of the unique scents of every person that was in there. But surprisingly, it didn't seem that many people were there.
"Place is usually crowded.." she said bemusingly. After that she was mostly silent. She found herself a place to sit, at one of the empty tables. She set her grimoire down and soon removed the mask that covered most of her face, revealing white face paint, and heterochromatic eyes. (one's red, the other's purple). She turned her head from side to side briefly, as if looking around before she opened her book again, reading quietly as she ran her fingers along the pages.
She slid her hairband back into place, frowning once more. Lamiaris closed her book and simply held it at her side now, her free left hand slowly feeling along the wall for the entrance to the tavern. The young woman stepped inside, taking in all of the unique scents of every person that was in there. But surprisingly, it didn't seem that many people were there.
"Place is usually crowded.." she said bemusingly. After that she was mostly silent. She found herself a place to sit, at one of the empty tables. She set her grimoire down and soon removed the mask that covered most of her face, revealing white face paint, and heterochromatic eyes. (one's red, the other's purple). She turned her head from side to side briefly, as if looking around before she opened her book again, reading quietly as she ran her fingers along the pages.
