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a tallish figure walks in and looks at the filled corners, glances to the bar, and finally sits at an empty table that's not in a corner. the creature who appears to be female also looks to have recently come from battle. she moves with the grace of a full blooded elf, but she's the oddest elf ever seen. her head tho shaped normally is topped with a lion's mane and ears, with amber glowing eyes peering into the dark of the tavern. her tail flicks, tho not as if agitated. one leg appears to be made of wood, with tiny vines and leaves growing from it. she has on studded leather armor and an array of weaponry. the longswords are almost uncountable, but it's easy to see her two bows. she orders an ale from the kindly dwarven wench.
again she looks around as she waits for her drink. "i'm a slightly arrogant elf, but i've a dwarven friend or two in my life time. i have come seeking an ale or two and to listen to stories. if you wish to hear mine i will not deny you." erilyn now sips at her delivered ale and awaits a tale.
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*peek-a-boo*
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