<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/736x/c6/c5/b4/c6c5b4eee346609921118cc2988575b1.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Eferhild<br/><strong>Class:</strong>Fighter<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Patchwall, 7, 577 CY, dusk<br/><strong>Location: </strong>Idle Boar Inn<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Kirien, Pansy, Enastril, Yesqwyn, Brennisen, Eferhild, Tavvia, Teria<br/><strong>Content Warning: </strong>No Triggering<br/><hr/><br/>Walking in she was clearly a fighting woman she was fit, she was armed with a large sword and it peace bonded and she had<em>The Look</em>as in she killed before and would kill again as she strolled in and looked around.<br/><br/>Once she joins the table she puts her sword out onto the table and takes off her coat for comfort her chainmail armor on yet. "I'll drink if you allow me the honor of a libation to be to my deity and yours and I insist we share a loaf of bread.<br/><br/>"I'll get some stew these places tend to make fine stews, a large round loaf of bread and a sliced apple and a piece of cheese. Thank you lass.," Eferhild says admiring the figure of the woman as she ordered and looked her over.<br/><br/>When she gets her drink she spills a bit on the ground saying ,"To the gods and goddesses of good and light, of craft trade and all arts and of nature we honor you." Smiling she then drinks and waits for her food guessing the coin needed with something extra for the serving woman.