Lunair's past, and her ruined future

[Widow15]

Lunair walked along the buisy streets of Uthlyn, smiling greatly. It had been a while since she came back to her home town, since she was kicked out for protecting her bestfriend, Chime. Of course, she had her face covered by a silver cloak, to hide her brown and silver hair, and pointed elven ears. Although she was kicked out, she still wanted to viset the people who had protected her, and raised her, when she was lost from her mother. Lunair walked into a small inn, to get food and some rest, little did she know, though, that someone was watching from afar.

[DrHuggies]

Valandil watched this strange beautiful girl as she walked into an inn. She was beautiful, probably elvish. Valandil followed her into the inn. As he opened the door he was hit by a blast of warm air. The inn was crowded with people and the sound of jolly music was loud and clear. He just glimpsed the back of the lady he'd seen earlier pushing through the crowd. He followed her to her seat, "You look like you've been in some trouble, would you like a drink?" Valandil smiled charmingly as he took a seat opposite her at the table and looked at her.

Valandil Telrúnya

[Widow15]

Lunair was surprised to see the man sit across from her, offering her a drink. 'Wow,' she thought to herself. 'People here are just as friendly as before.' "Uhh, sure..." she said, slightly blushing. She was shy, and not used to talking to others. "My name, is Lunair. What is yours?" She asked kindly.

[DrHuggies]

Valandil looked around the inn. There seemed to be a clamor going on by the bar. A couple of drunk looking men were leaning over the counter menacingly while grabbing the front of the barkeep's shirt. Its looked like there might be a fight, he mentally recorded then he returned his attention to Lunair and said "Well, you haven't answered my question yet, do you want a drink??" With that he pulled out a couple of gold coins and stood up waiting for Lunair's reply.