<div class="floatleft">(https://dylanpalmerblog.files.wordpress.com/2012/02/rangerweb.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Stanis<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Vine and Horn Inn and Tavern<br/><strong>Time:</strong>The Present<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Helia, Open<br/><br/>When the woman said she stole her money, Stanis's eyes narrowed in suspicion for just a moment. But Stanis came from an isolated town and the tailed elf woman hardly fit his image of what a thief looked like. Plus it was beyond his imagining that any thief would admit such to him in a crowded bar, especially after guarding her own money so fearfully. So the woodsman decided that she must be joking and belted out a long and hearty laugh while pounding his fist on the table.<br/><br/>Once he'd calmed he glanced about himself and realized he'd usurped the woman's place at he bar, the empty space she made was quickly filled b another thirsty patron. "Did I take your spit Miss? That won't do at all! Take my place. I'll make sure the barkeep sees you this time!" said Stanis, raising his hand to beckon Helia back to the bar before he turns, bellowing for the barkeep for service.<br/><br/>