Enters a Magician...
OOM: Pre-Milliways
The door opens and in walks a figure in a snow-white hooded robe, with a backpack slung over one shoulder. The hood conceals the face of the figure completely. Pouches hang from a leather-looking belt and the backpack bulges as if filled over-capacity
The figure stands there for a moment viewing the room and then, it's head making a nodding motion, it strides to the bar and glances around it, then turning it's back, leans against the bar.
In one hand is clutched a mahogany staff, atop which rests what looks like a golden colored reptile claw of soem sort, grasping a crystal ball. The other hand holds the bands of the backpack and settles it off it's shoulder and onto the floor next to the figure's feet. As the figure settles at the bar, it takes it's hand off of the staff, which remains upright where it is, and places the normal-looking hand on the bar.
Now settled, the figure surveys the bar quietly, speaking only one word in a quiet, almost raspy, voice.
"Interesting."
The door opens and in walks a figure in a snow-white hooded robe, with a backpack slung over one shoulder. The hood conceals the face of the figure completely. Pouches hang from a leather-looking belt and the backpack bulges as if filled over-capacity
The figure stands there for a moment viewing the room and then, it's head making a nodding motion, it strides to the bar and glances around it, then turning it's back, leans against the bar.
In one hand is clutched a mahogany staff, atop which rests what looks like a golden colored reptile claw of soem sort, grasping a crystal ball. The other hand holds the bands of the backpack and settles it off it's shoulder and onto the floor next to the figure's feet. As the figure settles at the bar, it takes it's hand off of the staff, which remains upright where it is, and places the normal-looking hand on the bar.
Now settled, the figure surveys the bar quietly, speaking only one word in a quiet, almost raspy, voice.
"Interesting."