<br/>Crystal peered up from her polishing of yet another dirty mug as she noticed the overly excited elven girl bounce across the tavern and head out, she dried of the mug and set it down in the proper place before noticing Azderal she offered a slight not and watched as she conversed with Harry while continuing her bar duties.<br/><br/>It was not long however before Storm caught Crystal eye and ear and possibly nose and she turned her attention to her and moved gracefully behind the bar to stand before her. She glanced at the empty tankard and picked it up with a delicate hand and turned to refill it from one of the barrels of ale, she swiftly and softly placed the tankard back before Storm careful not to spill it as she nudged it closer across the bar.<br/><br/>Cystal's eyes wandered over Storm like an inquisitive child with no shame as she regarded and took in the woman wondering at her story and experiences. She was certainly different and an interesting character Crystal smiled a little as Storm spoke once more and she gestured toward Harry and leaned over the bar slightly to speak, with her closeness came the unfamiliar and rare odor of scented soap. Her voice was soft and delicate clear and precise<em>"That fellow over there often has work for those that frequent the establishment."<br/></em><br/>