<strong>Name;</strong>Kei Kyouki<br/><strong>Location;</strong>The Prancing Pony<br/><strong>Tagged;</strong>Morgul the Necromancer, Mizuki Silverwing, sorta Zam Sharrow<br/><br/>Kei didn't understand Morgul's quip about his mother sitting next to her, but it didn't matter, as he rose to leave before she could ask him about it. Now, only Mizuki and she were left at the table. Kei took another sip of her wine to fill the awkward silence. The blonde mage, too, had fallen silent. It seemed to Kei that she might have sensed her disdain and felt uncomfortable because of it. Feeling a little guilty, Kei made an attempt at small talk. "Ahh, it's good to be back in civilisation. Sometimes, travelling alone can get, well, lonely... What brings you to this town, Mizuki?"<br/><br/>As she waited for Mizuki to reply, Kei sipped her wine and looked around the inn. There was a particular man at the bar who was dressed in weather-worn clothes. Was it just her, or did he have a certain shift look about him? She stared at him for a while, then forced herself to look away and back at Mizuki.<em>There you go again, stereotyping other PCs!</em>Kei's player chided herself.<em>A real crook wouldn't look fairer and feel fouler, wouldn't he?</em>