Athos gave whoever was speaking to him a cursory side eye to see who it was. He nodded when he noticed it was the young ... tiefling ... was the polite term he thought. He figured he should refrain from referring to her as demon spawn or some other colorful phrase often used to describe her people. Granted most of the tieflings he had meet were weird and either full of themselves or dangerous. She seemed quite pleasant however even though he had only meet her a few times.
He smirked, "Well, - it's evening for me. But yes, I'm having a bit of supper. Are you going to finally grace us with a song or two tonight? Last we spoke, I think you mentioned you were something of a bard." Athos had a solid love of music and some of the patrons had spoken highly of her talent during his last visit to the Inn.
He smirked, "Well, - it's evening for me. But yes, I'm having a bit of supper. Are you going to finally grace us with a song or two tonight? Last we spoke, I think you mentioned you were something of a bard." Athos had a solid love of music and some of the patrons had spoken highly of her talent during his last visit to the Inn.
