Post by maeglhachel on Aug 20, 2015 16:58:36 GMT -5
The busy evening was well on its way, when Tarithel arrived in the Cloven Shield. After checking several of her regular haunts, though this was of course unknown to the innkeep, she was now beaming at him with anticipation and checking for the whereabouts of a certain patron.
After a wry smile, a forefinger put to her lips, and a generous tip, she vanished from a shadowy corner of the guest room at a little incantation.
After a wry smile, a forefinger put to her lips, and a generous tip, she vanished from a shadowy corner of the guest room at a little incantation.
