My Bar

[Pamela]

Walks in and sets in the dark corner of the bar.

OOC: Hey you!! OMG how are you doing?!?! God the baby is getting close to a year old now! How is the wife and how is your tour of duty going??

IC:*Pamela hears a comotion and ventures from the office,where she has discovered the mummified remains of the c0-owner.Kneeling lightly on a knee,Pamela chants softly,eyes turning to a bright crimson,she implores the Elvaan spirits to protect and safegaurd her patrons.
Noting a lone figure in the corner,Pamela approaches without fear.
With a nod to the barmaid,Scream,she calls for a strong brew.*

With a long pause,and a piercing gaze.Pamela speaks to the champion,and protector of her Bar.

"My Lord,your journey was long,no doubt full of danger and enemies.May I share a drink and catch up on your tales of adventure?"

*With a smile,she takes a chair next to his,and with bright eyes,full of interest,listens to an amazing story*