[color=fff79a][CENTER][h1]Lairëcúma the Bard[/h1][/CENTER][/color]
[hr][right][code] The Waystone Inn
Interactions: ANYONE IN THE INN
Outfit: Little Indigo Riding Hood[/code][/right][hr]

Lairëcúma remained in gracefully reposed immobility while Lathrom dismissed her with a nod. She seemed comfortable in the stillness that followed as snow flakes continued to land in her hair.

Lairëcúma's eyes searched the courtyard passing Edwina and Latrom, who seemed to have some private matter, lingering on Edwina's construct, looking the thing up and down. Lairëcúma smiled at the thing, at some inward thought - her face like one amusing some child before she turned on her heels and stepped into the Wayside Inn

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The doors to the Wayside Inn swung emphatically open, and Lairëcúma stepped aside as a Tabaxi that smelled of smoke hastily brushed past her at the threshold. She opened her mouth to say something, but he was already gone - a puff of smoke rising from behind her the moment he was outside.

In stepped an elven womanwearing an indigo hooded cape. She paused at the threshold and dipped her head to brush the snow away from her golden hair.

[color=c4df9b]"Greetings and salutations Wayside Inn..."[/color] She declared in a warm, singsong voice, to no one in particular as she looked up to survey what lay before her.