The darkness attuned, gypsy turned dark knight squire, with withered fairy wings walks in. She's wearing her typical skirts and other gypsy garb, including a black and white scarf wrapped around her waist. She has 2 visible weapons on each side of her hip. A medium length sword and a long dagger that is glowing and seems to be brighter than it used to be. She has her hood up shielding her eyes from the sun light, and avoiding anyone that acts all happy and bubbly. She walks over to the darkest corner in the tavern and takes a seat. She plops her feet up on the table and orders a drink. When the wench returns with her drink and tries to stir up a conversation, she simply removes her dagger from it's spot on her hip and places it on the table. "Leave ze drink and valk avay." once the wench leaves her table she doesn't relax but she sips on her drink and fidgets with a small stone. It seems almost as if she's waiting for someone or something.
(OOP!!!! LIVE DAMN YOU BOARD!!! lol Let the RP continue!)