Lord's Rest Inn

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The door opens as a slender hand pushes it. A female High-Elf walks inside the tavern, walking with purpose. She has cocoa-colored skin is painted with yellow and green ceremonial make-up. Her long beige-white hair that falls down around her waist, tiny rings of silver in it. Her features are delicate like that of a noble's. Her startling gold eyes look over the tavern, looking at everyone little thing that she can see. Her ears are pierced with triangular silver earrings that dangle down. 

She wears a beige silk shirt that is off her shoulders and accents her slender neck. A pale yellow skirt is wrapped her waist and sweeps the floor. Her feet are covered by thin leather sandals. She wears a dark brown cloak with runes in elvish etched into the cloth and painted gold. Around her shoulder is a bag of holding. In her dainty hand is a long staff made of gold, it shimmer like the sun. 

She goes over to a window-facing seat and sits down, pulling out a leather-covered tome and beginning writing in it.

 Yacatl waves to them. "Whom might you be?"

 She glances at them "I am Ixmith of the Canaries. Who might you be?" she asked, snapping her tome shut and turning her head to lock her golden eyes on them.

"Yacatl. Self-termed 'speed demon'." They say, with a grandiose bow. "Your a wizard I take it?"

 "Maybe i am" she says and leans on her hand "Why?"

 "Because I'm curious, despite what it does to cats." The tabaxi attempts to joke

 "hm." she said and stood up, bowing a bit like what he did "I am a Wizard, an Archmage if you will"

 "Intriguing. I too dabble in the mystic arts, although I am more of an artificer than a wizard."

 "Hm" she said, studying them "what can you do"

 "As a wizard? Little other then mage hands and light and prestidigitation. As an artificer, make potions and run fast, real fast."

 "Hm" she said "More artificer than wizard hm?"

 "Indeed."

*Yacatl is 2 wiz, 2 monk, 2 fighter, and 14 artificer*

 *(GP) man! thats a lot!*

"Hm" she said and tilted her head to the side "Do you wish to have tea with me?"

 *All in the name of getting a mile a turn movement speed*

They shurg. "Why not. What type?"

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The door opens as a slender hand pushes it. A female High-Elf walks inside the tavern, walking with purpose. She has cocoa-colored skin is painted with yellow and green ceremonial make-up. Her long beige-white hair that falls down around her waist, tiny rings of silver in it. Her features are delicate like that of a noble's. Her startling gold eyes look over the tavern, looking at everyone little thing that she can see. Her ears are pierced with triangular silver earrings that dangle down. 

She wears a beige silk shirt that is off her shoulders and accents her slender neck. A pale yellow skirt is wrapped her waist and sweeps the floor. Her feet are covered by thin leather sandals. She wears a dark brown cloak with runes in elvish etched into the cloth and painted gold. Around her shoulder is a bag of holding. In her dainty hand is a long staff made of gold, it shimmer like the sun. 

She goes over to a window-facing seat and sits down, pulling out a leather-covered tome and beginning writing in it.

 Yacatl waves to them. "Whom might you be?"

 She glances at them "I am Ixmith of the Canaries. Who might you be?" she asked, snapping her tome shut and turning her head to lock her golden eyes on them.

"Yacatl. Self-termed 'speed demon'." They say, with a grandiose bow. "Your a wizard I take it?"

 "Maybe i am" she says and leans on her hand "Why?"

 "Because I'm curious, despite what it does to cats." The tabaxi attempts to joke

 "hm." she said and stood up, bowing a bit like what he did "I am a Wizard, an Archmage if you will"

 "Intriguing. I too dabble in the mystic arts, although I am more of an artificer than a wizard."

 "Hm" she said, studying them "what can you do"

 "As a wizard? Little other then mage hands and light and prestidigitation. As an artificer, make potions and run fast, real fast."

 "Hm" she said "More artificer than wizard hm?"

 "Indeed."

*Yacatl is 2 wiz, 2 monk, 2 fighter, and 14 artificer*

 *(GP) man! thats a lot!*

"Hm" she said and tilted her head to the side "Do you wish to have tea with me?"

 *All in the name of getting a mile a turn movement speed*

They shurg. "Why not. What type?"

 *XD*

"Honeyberry" she said and summoned a tea pot and two tea cups. "Its does wonders for the immune system and helps the throat when it hurts"

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 *XD*

"Honeyberry" she said and summoned a tea pot and two tea cups. "Its does wonders for the immune system and helps the throat when it hurts"

*Indeed. Do you know Yacatl's running speed without dashing or anything?*

"I take it you are vocal about your spell components?"

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 *XD*

"Honeyberry" she said and summoned a tea pot and two tea cups. "Its does wonders for the immune system and helps the throat when it hurts"

*Indeed. Do you know Yacatl's running speed without dashing or anything?*

"I take it you are vocal about your spell components?"

 *100?? a completely wild guess*

"Most spells need you to speak" she says and chuckles a bit