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No one just saunters into a tavern that just screams 'bad guy hangout'. Especially not this diminutive dame, almost looking like the exact type the normal patrons of this place would kidnap for ransom money or worse. And yet, this woman pretends that everything is normal as can be. As if she comes over here regularly. (Wisely she ignores the stares she gets from the regulars.)
Something a little off about her since no one dares to mention her or call her out or anything.
The mystery woman is blissfully staring back at the people looking at her, but it's interrupted by Ashe ordering her a drink. Well, it seems that someone is bold enough to ask questions. She looks over at Ashe, with a neutral yet friendly face.
"I don't usually, no. I felt in need of a change in scenery." The mystery woman says this as if this is perfectly normal. Women that look rich and classy totally roll up to shit holes inhabited by known criminals all the time.
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Something a little off about her since no one dares to mention her or call her out or anything.
The mystery woman is blissfully staring back at the people looking at her, but it's interrupted by Ashe ordering her a drink. Well, it seems that someone is bold enough to ask questions. She looks over at Ashe, with a neutral yet friendly face.
"I don't usually, no. I felt in need of a change in scenery." The mystery woman says this as if this is perfectly normal. Women that look rich and classy totally roll up to shit holes inhabited by known criminals all the time.