Adamia is one such patron visiting the tavern that evening. Unlike most of the others inside, she wasn't drunk, or on her way to being drunk. She was a paying customer, nonetheless, and remained seated within in front of her own table, her mug half empty with the current beverage of choice. It had been... a tiring evening for her, with much of the Au Ra's thoughts focused on particularly somber matters.
It wasn't supposed to be this way. Moving from one mark to the other, establishing her name as an assassin rather than a hero. Getting paid to take someone's life rather than to save it. But she was so deep into this line of work, what else could she really do with herself? It wasn't like she had any other life to go back to. People knew her current name and kept her well-funded with the jobs they provided. She certainly wouldn't be running out of gil any time soon...
She regarded the new arrival the same as everybody else. Judging by their height, it must've been a lalafell. For the most part, Adamia's attentions go elsewhere, though every now and again, she'll make quick glances at them. The hood makes it impossible to get a decent look at their face... But that was fine. Practically everyone in here had something to hide.
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Date: 2015-12-05 07:39 am (UTC)It wasn't supposed to be this way. Moving from one mark to the other, establishing her name as an assassin rather than a hero. Getting paid to take someone's life rather than to save it. But she was so deep into this line of work, what else could she really do with herself? It wasn't like she had any other life to go back to. People knew her current name and kept her well-funded with the jobs they provided. She certainly wouldn't be running out of gil any time soon...
She regarded the new arrival the same as everybody else. Judging by their height, it must've been a lalafell. For the most part, Adamia's attentions go elsewhere, though every now and again, she'll make quick glances at them. The hood makes it impossible to get a decent look at their face... But that was fine. Practically everyone in here had something to hide.