<strong>Name: Braith Oathshield</strong><br/><strong>Location: Entering Town</strong><br/><strong>Tagging: Richard, Fife, Naivara</strong><br/><hr/><br/>Braith accepted the handshake, noting the harmless flirting, and showing a faint tinge of pink on her cheeks, before followed the others inside, taking a seat, and scoffing at any help offered. Just because she was a dwarf didn't mean she couldn't get on a damned stool by herself! Some dwarves spent a fair amount of time on stools, after all, chugging away ale after ale. Speaking of which, she didn't hesitate to snatch up some ale for herself, chugging a fair amount down in one go. Pausing after she lowered the cup back down to the table, she glanced about sheepishly and muttered, "I was on the road for some time... worked up a powerful thirst."<br/><br/>Coughing a little, she decided to chime in on a topic more relevant to their destination, "The roads may be especially dangerous of late. I've heard rumors of dragons in the area... Sticking together and traveling safely seems a solid plan, if you ask me."