Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20131220001148/@comment-11457306-20131221020116

Anwen walked toward the entertainers, smiling her best smile at the tall handsome Nord. For he was handsome, with eyes as blue as hers were green, and long golden locks. He was evidently used to admiration. He smiled back, but it was a slightly jaded smile. Then he noticed her lute and his face reflected surprise.

She took a glass of wine from a passing tray and stopped a few feet from the group, to wait patiently for the end of the song.