Hooves can be heard in the distance.  A cloud of dust being kicked up behind the two horses.  One occupied, one not.  The occupied horse's occupant was hard to make out.  Upon your initial view you can see cameo pants, and black boots, a smallish size as the horse was brought to a halt in front of the bar.<br/><br/>The horses occupant slid off and tied up the horses, both of them.  Sure that they wouldn't be able to get away.  The entire torso all the way up and around the head and face was covered in a cape with scarf, and from the look of them, this rider had been through more than one sand storm.  The only characteristic you could make out was the clear sapphire eyes that shone through the only opening.<br/><br/>The rider walked through the door and over to the bar where they reached up and unraveled the sand wrap.  Once it fell away, to accompany those sapphire blue eyes is a raven haired beauty.  Her pale toned skin complimented by her long raven hair which now fell to her waist.  "Something to drink.  Strong and now!" her voice held a somewhat commanding tone but her expression shone of one who had seen or done something they wanted to forget.  No matter how small her frame seemed it was apparent this woman was going to make sure she drank a mans worth.