Closing Time [Open]
After the whole getting a mask thing and just plain wondering around the city for a while, Karis needed something to do. So she did what she always did when she was bored or out of things to do: she went drinking. Finding a decent tavern (or bar or whatever they called them) hadn't been that hard and she'd settled in to blow her credits on the local alcohol. Which, it turned out, was pretty decent stuff - or at least she imagined it was. She felt the burn of it, but didn't really taste the drinks. It was strange, but something she'd gotten used to after years of undeath.
She took a long, slow glance around the bar. She had to wonder why they only let married couples into the city - some sort of stupid religious nonsense, she guessed. Being married to a dragon... well, she could honestly say it wasn't the weirdest thing to have happened to her, but it ranked up there. Pretty damn high, in fact. She took another long pull from her mug and settled back in her booth.
Time to play the waiting game. She nodded at one of the servers, who surprisingly enough, didn't balk at her, "Hey, keep the booze coming."
She took a long, slow glance around the bar. She had to wonder why they only let married couples into the city - some sort of stupid religious nonsense, she guessed. Being married to a dragon... well, she could honestly say it wasn't the weirdest thing to have happened to her, but it ranked up there. Pretty damn high, in fact. She took another long pull from her mug and settled back in her booth.
Time to play the waiting game. She nodded at one of the servers, who surprisingly enough, didn't balk at her, "Hey, keep the booze coming."