The tavern door opens, blowing in an abnormally cool breeze from outside. The slender elven figure that steps through stands at the door a moment, taking in the scene, smirking to herself before heading up to a corner seat at the bar. She speaks in soft tones to the bartender, who disappears behind the bar only to return with a large glass filled 2/3 of the way with a deep red wine. She leaves the bottle behind with the elf and goes about her other...many... Duties in the bar. The elf simply sits, watching the scene unfold, casually sipping her glass. Her shoulder-length, wavy blue hair is offset by the red vest covering her torso. Her C-cup breasts push tightly at the one silver button in the middle of the vest that holds the thing together, tightly hugging her slender figure. Her toned mid-drift is exposed. A black leather belt hangs loosely from her waist, holding a wicked dagger and a small cutlass sword. Her trousers are black and adorned with silver embroidered designs along the sides. Her boots are knee-high, leather with 6" heels, making the already tall woman even taller when she stands. But for now she sits. Her long legs are crossed as she gazes into the tavern, sipping her wine, taking in the sights, sounds and scents of the place.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>