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Skye watched from a corner table in the tavern, having come downstairs only a short while ago. Munching on some edibles that somewhat resembled breakfast, she shook her head and grinned slightly around her food. "And Lyulfe thought I was bad, tch," she said to herself wryly. Stretching with a big yawn, she noticed something out of the corner of her eye. Turning quickly, Skye saw nothing. "Hmm," she frowned slightly. "Could it be..?" She stood up and strode over to the others. "I do believe we have visitors, although whether their purpose is to talk, stalk, or play, I do not know," she commented with a grin. "Just thought you would want to know." She yawned again. "Not much of a morning person... Don't they know it's rude to disturb someone early in the day? It could give a person indigestion!" Skye joked, while warming and stretching her muscles.
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