Post by Ruse on Feb 3, 2014 8:20:42 GMT
Wandering silently through the streets of Buckham, is a short figure in a somewhat tattered cloak. It hides most of his face but if one was to look closely they would notice that his eyes are an emerald green and the tip of his muzzle is black. He seems to be wandering aimlessly, occasinally stopping to sniff or dig at the ground. He would eventually find his way to a rather busy tavern, full of all sorts of interesting ponies sailors from the port and otherwise. Some stop and stare at the strange figure wandering in. The figure wandered up to the bar counter, very quietly ordering a drink that looked like a scotch on the rocks. He takes his drink and wanders to an empty booth near the back of the bar. When he sits he shifts back his cloak revealing a sheathed short sword on his side... he seems to scan the bar wearily as he drinks more of his muzzle now visible, but mostly hidden under the cloak still.
