Pio stepped over to the stranger in grey and looked him up and down. Her hand rested lightly on the grip of her sword, her eyes alert for any movements he made toward his sword.
His hands rested casually on the bar, one finger tracing designs on the side of his mug. He made no effort to reveal his face, but she could somehow sense him smiling.
'Mae govannen, stranger. We are all friends here, can you not reveal yourself to us? It would make for a more companionable time drinking.'
The grey-cloaked stranger said nothing but motioned for Pio to sit next to him.
She perched on the stool to his left and regarded him once again. Leaning in close to him she said in an undertone 'And how comes it that a stranger asks for news from the Void?'
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Eldest, that’s what I am . . . I knew the dark under the stars when it was fearless - before the Dark Lord came from Outside.
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