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You find yourself in a bar. There were many people there, but one stood out among them all. A man in a white hoodie, his eyes a golden color. The man was drinking from a shot glass. You can see there is a long sword on his back and a dagger in a sheath on his hip. The man seemed to be mumbling to himself.

The woman noticed the man when he began mumbling in the corner. It was....strange. Then again, he was most likely drunk. Many of the patrons were. Turning her head away from the golden-eyed male, Yalin stared into her whiskey. It was the first night of her quest and she had just crossed into a nearby village for shelter. Hunger had overtaken her fatigued body after walking around aimlessly for 8 hours. She immediately noticed a small bar with it's run-down sign and tacky building structure. So, as expected, she entered for some whiskey and any food they had. The food came out as some mushy spinach, but it was better than starving. Blinking, the honey color of her whiskey did not block out her scaled face as she stared into it's surface. Pulling her hood up higher she wished she didn't look so different from everyone around her. If they even noticed that she wasn't human, they would most likely kill her. It always ended up with that solution.