[Eruantalon]

Lost in thought he realized there was a dark haired girl before him. Seeing her now he realized she must work here. Leaving his thoughts behind like mists that are driven by a breeze his face changes now.

“Yes if I could have a pint of ale and whatever is being served to eat? The table isn’t a bother but thank you still.”

Looking around the room he realized people where coming in from the storm. He saw a wet Elf and others coming in. Wondering what the maiden was thinking he soon looked to her eyes to see a smile. Smiling back he felt comfortable. Which wasn’t something he was accustomed to as of late.

Pulling his cloak back now he showed his face. Grim and gentle at the same time. His long jet hair fell about his shoulders. His dark eyes lost in concentration as he took a slow drag from his pipe.