(I am starting again)
Bethany walked into the tavern, her stick swinging back and forth and found an empty table and sat down quietly. She was having a bad time right now.
Cal was in the bar, sitting there, holding her necklace. She was scared but you couldn't tell. She was being absolutely silent as she had no one to talk to.
Tianna was in the bar, writing in a small book carefully. She was focused but she wished for someone to talk to because she was really bored, to be truthful.
Pearl walked into the bar in a floaty way. She looked too young around 14 or 15 or maybe younger but she had been born for hundreds of years ago as she sat down, her dress floating around her.