Entrance Post
The door seems to open by itself, and a strong wind blows through the bar.
As a sandaled foot touches down, the door closes. The woman now standing before the door is helmeted, a spray of hair rising from the metal, black locks visible underneath. Her posture is straight, and layers of white cloth billow around her. Her right arm is curled around a long spear, and her left holds up an impressive shield, upon which is the head of a Gorgon that Milliways patrons ought to find familiar.
Her expression is impassive, gray eyes betraying nothing of her inner thoughts.
Milliways?
Welcome Athena.
[ ooc; Time for bed - will pick up tags tomorrow. ]
As a sandaled foot touches down, the door closes. The woman now standing before the door is helmeted, a spray of hair rising from the metal, black locks visible underneath. Her posture is straight, and layers of white cloth billow around her. Her right arm is curled around a long spear, and her left holds up an impressive shield, upon which is the head of a Gorgon that Milliways patrons ought to find familiar.
Her expression is impassive, gray eyes betraying nothing of her inner thoughts.
Milliways?
Welcome Athena.
[ ooc; Time for bed - will pick up tags tomorrow. ]