[ There's no space by the hearth, but there are other ways to get dry and stay warm. If she can earn a few coins and perhaps a meal out of it, all the better. It is not very late and she's coaxed the bard with the lute into a few more lively jigs and one sweet swaying melody. Bells on her wrists and ankles keep time with their own soft chimes while Koriandra dances in her small, cleared spot on the bar, flashing skirts and flashing smile.
There is little coin to be earned here, but the barkeep gives her one of those Fereldan beers she's heard so much about and a small bowl of stew with bread. The bread is stale and the stew is watery, but the beer is cold and feels good on her dry throat and it is more than she had a moment before.
She will collapse in a flurry of colorful skirts and flyaway curls, folding her legs neatly under her. If you happen to be sitting near her, you'll get a sunny smile and an offer to share her food. ]
2. A Mouse in the House
[ While a packed tavern has it's own charms, Koriandra has endeavored to find somewhere a little less full and a little more bed like. There are few comforts she clings to these days, but beds, in nearly any state, are one of them. Blankets are even better and she is very bad about checking to see if a room is otherwise inhabited before making a beeline for the bed and collapsing on it, immediately tangling herself up in the covers.
You might have thought you staked claim on this room, but if you come back or even if you turned your back for too long, there will be a lovely woman asleep in your bed, tangled up in colorful skirts and blankets and snoring softly. ]
Koriandra | DC Comics| AU native
[ There's no space by the hearth, but there are other ways to get dry and stay warm. If she can earn a few coins and perhaps a meal out of it, all the better. It is not very late and she's coaxed the bard with the lute into a few more lively jigs and one sweet swaying melody. Bells on her wrists and ankles keep time with their own soft chimes while Koriandra dances in her small, cleared spot on the bar, flashing skirts and flashing smile.
There is little coin to be earned here, but the barkeep gives her one of those Fereldan beers she's heard so much about and a small bowl of stew with bread. The bread is stale and the stew is watery, but the beer is cold and feels good on her dry throat and it is more than she had a moment before.
She will collapse in a flurry of colorful skirts and flyaway curls, folding her legs neatly under her. If you happen to be sitting near her, you'll get a sunny smile and an offer to share her food. ]
2. A Mouse in the House
[ While a packed tavern has it's own charms, Koriandra has endeavored to find somewhere a little less full and a little more bed like. There are few comforts she clings to these days, but beds, in nearly any state, are one of them. Blankets are even better and she is very bad about checking to see if a room is otherwise inhabited before making a beeline for the bed and collapsing on it, immediately tangling herself up in the covers.
You might have thought you staked claim on this room, but if you come back or even if you turned your back for too long, there will be a lovely woman asleep in your bed, tangled up in colorful skirts and blankets and snoring softly. ]
3. WILDCARD!!