by Danar Swift on Sat Sep 06, 2014 8:29 am
One month.... no two months, yeah that sounded more accurate.
Danar had been in the Lonely Inn for 2 months now, promising himself that he would leave soon. Of course that never happened. And now as he made his way down into the Inn from his room he cast his eyes to see what crow there was tonight. He kept his hair short and neat and wore simple grey clothes over his body, and a glove to conceal his rather bulky right hand.
It was then that he caught sight of the winged woman, this was a stroke of fortune. There was some one here, who was like himself. He approached her table and inclined his head respectfully.
"Good evening madam, may I join you?"