Aeriabella Olstrom
Aeria stood atop one of the oak tables of the small tavern, a half filled pint swishing in her hand as she moved around; casually kicking the few empty pints she had left on the table from earlier.
"♪I CAME IN LIKE A WRECKING BAAALLLLL♪" Aeria belted the ancient song of old into the dingy tavern. Her voice rather beautiful despite the faint slur on small occasions. "♪I NEVER HIT SO HARD IN LOOOOVEE! ALL I WANTED WAS TO BREAK YOUR WAA~~♪" Her singing cut short into a yelp as she miss stepped on the table and lost her footing. Falling onto the floor with a heavy thud she groaned audibly, giving out a quiet "Ouch.."
Somehow miraculously Aeria didn't spill a drop of her ale. She slowly fumbled to her feet and pounded the last of her ale. With a wobble she found herself back at the bar, practically slamming her forearms onto the counter to catch her weight. "Another ale plEASe" She requested, sliding her empty mug across the counter; her voice fluctuating oddly with the request.
The barkeep shook his head in annoyance "Sorry, Ma'am. Think ye had enough." He insisted, taking the empty mug and throwing it into the washing trough. "Oh come now!" Aeria protested. "I'm barely ~hiccup~ drunk!" She didn't make her case. Aeria gave a whining groan before resting her face on the cool wood of the counter, slouched in defeat.
In truth Aeriabella wasn't that drunk at all, barely tipsy if she was honest. Though she had every intention of making the whole tavern believe herself to be some terrible drunk who couldn't hold her liquor nor her tongue. A simple tactic she liked to employ whenever joining a new band of 'adventurers'. Often made those joining her leave her to her own business, not wanting to get caught up in Aeria's bad image; leaving Aeria free to do as she pleases.
