Post by Adoven Leoros Bloodwynd on Jul 12, 2014 5:56:41 GMT
Opening the door to the cozy tavern door, Adoven strolled in. Though on the outside he appeared his usual cheery eccentric self, he felt worry and doubt crawling in his mind. Saying a few passing hellos to familiar faces, he sat at a comfy chair near the fireplace. Setting his sword against near the fireplace proper, he settled in -of course giving a slight flirtatious air when he ordered a drink.
He stared vacantly into the fireplace pondering his thoughts, in await of the supposed invasion to come.
For the Song of the World!
He stared vacantly into the fireplace pondering his thoughts, in await of the supposed invasion to come.
For the Song of the World!