[Sir ReGiN]

Sennid Isdotter



Sennid looked at the staff the old man had brought with him into the inn. What was it the druid had said? Steelpike staff? Whatever it was it looked as though it could make a persons head end up ten feet away from its body in one single blow.

She looked at the old man who met her stare and smiled and then returned to drinking his ale.
Thoughts grew in her head. She had recognized his coins, they were either from the eastern seas (the "moonsea area") where pirates were common, or from the settlements outside Cormanthyr.
Perhaps he was someone who had been sent to kill her to revenge the murder of her father, maybe a crew member of some sort. But then she realized the absurdity of her thoughts, why would he not just stab her in an alley or something if he wanted her dead? And there was that staff of his..
No it seemed more likely that he was from Cormanthyr than a man of the sea, or maybe he had just stolen the coins.
Who the hell was he?!
She decided to ask him rather than letting her thoughts carry away with her.

"I'm sorry, but when someone I don't know starts talking to me like he knows me, I tend to get a bit nervous. Tell me your name and why you are here and I will listen to whatever you have to say."

OOC: Sorry 250 but I haven't recieved any PM