Judy
*Dasil preferred to drink here. It reminder her of home, even just a little. Most of the dunmer in the city didn't care for her presence. Some hated her for her allegiance. Others appreciated her sympathy. She was in a bit of a rut lately. Just not feeling much at all, even the piercing cold. She was drowning such... Emptiness in a very, very tall mug of mead.*
Ruby
The Altmer would enter into the bar. Noticing how... Run down it was. It was a shame that nobody really offered much to this place. It could use some touch ups, maybe some plants... And some windows.

She stomped her boots to get the snow off and would make her way to the bar. Grabbing a tool and placing a book onto the counter. The place was dim and somewhat quiet. She saw a few dunmer giving her some stares but she payed no mind.
Judy
*She looked up to look at her. In the candlelight of the corner she sat in, she looked like a dunmer. Her face was sharp, ears slightly pointed. She stood, her blade cleaved between the floorboard. She wanted to see who had entered.*
"Thalmor kick you out?"
*She said monotonously, staring down at her.*
Ruby
She looked over a had a bit of a laugh.

"No, I wasn't apart of their fanclub. If they saw what I researched. I would be a disgrace to their race or a heretic to what they believe in." She gave a answer.

She would order a mead, extra foamy and it would be served to her. She would take a big drink from the mug and wipe her mouth before going back to her reading.

She was reading "Ancient Nords, relations to Dragons."
Judy
*She was confused, but almost respected the confidence. To walk into this city, of all places.*
"Forgive me, my relationship with your kind is... Tumultuous. Are you from the college? Only place i have heard doing such... Research."
*She sighed.*
"The prophecy has been fulfilled, you know."