Plush

So far only the nice Imperial has talked to me, Xei thought to herself, I suppose it's because I'm from out of town. Or maybe it's because I've made a fool of myself... "Do you have any Nordic mead?" she askes the bartender.

Name: Xei Sex: Female Race: Nord Age: 27 Weapons/armor: Spear of the Hunter/Snow wolf pelt Disposition: Quiet, stays out of the way mostly. Sometimes ditzy, which is highly odd in the roleplaying world. ^_^ Xei walks into the room and looks around, taking note of everyone in the room. She heads to the bar for a glass of ale, but on the way trips over a loose board and falls flat on her face. "I feel good about that..." she says standing up and going to a secluded table instead.