Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20150301192956/@comment-25038310-20150306162952

Jaffina smiled as she looked sideways at Dirge for a moment, and then back at Vekel.

She grabbed a mead from the counter as she drank a large gulp of it, before wiping her mouth with her sleeve.

"Care to loosen your tongue for a daughter of The Masked-Eyes?" She asked. She placed an Ebony dagger on the counter, with the symbol edged into the hilt of the blade.

She eagerly awaited a reaction. She doubted she could take on everyone in the inn, so she'll have to be careful and pay attention to what she says.