Gwendolyn went to step outside, but didn't notice a large man turn the corner until the last second. She bounced off the massive traveler, and managed to catch herself by grabbing onto a table before she fell off of her feet. If that had happened a few drinks later, she might have landed flat on her big behind. The woman stood back up and regained her balance; her eyes turned to the map in his hand. It didn't seem like he had done that on purpose, but rather he was lost in the map.
The pirate wandered back over to the bar to retake her seat nearby. She was used to bumping small things with her hips by accident, but it had been a while since she bounced off of anything like that. She requested another strong drink as she looked up at the tall bar-patron.
Gwendolyn decided it wasn't worth bringing up, fighting over bumping elbows was such a petty thing to her. After a moment of examining the man, and the heavy-looking axe at his back, she knew the man obviously had considerable strength. She decided to be friendly, tonight was for celebrating another successful trade after all.
"Welcome to Ketra, stranger. It isn't too often we get such powerful looking folk at this bar, where you heading?"