Post by amaris on Jan 31, 2006 23:06:56 GMT -5
Amaris gazed casually around the dank tavern, it really didn’t have the style that the one from her town had, yet it was better than nothing and it didn’t try to stop ladies from entering as her one had often done but that could have been cause it had been in her husbands village do to being on his land and so everyone had known her it did slightly alter her chances with males but with a little hocus pocas and they would be eating out of her hand.
“Well let us see what kind of people this quant little kingdom has” she whispered to herself as sitting down on a stool near the bar. She smoothed out her gown, which was black and very low cut… she was quite proud of her cleavage and As such enjoyed showing it off. Ger hair was in loose curls and a black rose sat in her hair. She wasn’t planning to make herself look accommodating but wanted to make herself look mysterious which was a more interesting outlook in her opinion.
“A whisky on the rocks, if you please” She asked casually to the bartender, she was enjoying the whole fact here she was unknown and so could drink what ad how much she wanted.
Her icy blue eyes gazed around the room trying to find someone in which might be interesting to play with that was so long at they weren’t one of those chivalry males or those with there head in the clouds believing that all women were weak but from what she had seen so far this town appeared unable to think that. Standing up and lifting up her glass.
“I could use some company as I drink” she shouts into the crowded room.
“Well let us see what kind of people this quant little kingdom has” she whispered to herself as sitting down on a stool near the bar. She smoothed out her gown, which was black and very low cut… she was quite proud of her cleavage and As such enjoyed showing it off. Ger hair was in loose curls and a black rose sat in her hair. She wasn’t planning to make herself look accommodating but wanted to make herself look mysterious which was a more interesting outlook in her opinion.
“A whisky on the rocks, if you please” She asked casually to the bartender, she was enjoying the whole fact here she was unknown and so could drink what ad how much she wanted.
Her icy blue eyes gazed around the room trying to find someone in which might be interesting to play with that was so long at they weren’t one of those chivalry males or those with there head in the clouds believing that all women were weak but from what she had seen so far this town appeared unable to think that. Standing up and lifting up her glass.
“I could use some company as I drink” she shouts into the crowded room.
