Delphine
The Kraai was a warm stop on her wanderings through Snowcloak. She was bundled warmly, thanks to Noah taking over how she dressed, albeit the clothes were a bit big, she'd not come with much. She'd brought with her, running from the Hollowed Grounds, from her daughters, very few items.
Some of those had been disappeared. She hadn't asked where he'd taken them or what he had done with them, the drugs had to go, he'd said. She had to be sober if she wanted to stay. She was just stopping at the Kraai for warmth, rubbing her hands together as she found a place to sit, studying the people gathered around.
So this was the bar in this town. Hm. Cutesy little place, really. She could appreciate that. She almost wanted a drink, but eventually convinced herself against the idea. She had, after all, agreed to no drugs, and she wasn't particularly a fan of drinking.
So, instead, she seated herself at a table and fiddled with the fur at her cuffs. She only knew a few people in this place, most of them belonging to one family, a family that seemed to still despise her.
Some of those had been disappeared. She hadn't asked where he'd taken them or what he had done with them, the drugs had to go, he'd said. She had to be sober if she wanted to stay. She was just stopping at the Kraai for warmth, rubbing her hands together as she found a place to sit, studying the people gathered around.
So this was the bar in this town. Hm. Cutesy little place, really. She could appreciate that. She almost wanted a drink, but eventually convinced herself against the idea. She had, after all, agreed to no drugs, and she wasn't particularly a fan of drinking.
So, instead, she seated herself at a table and fiddled with the fur at her cuffs. She only knew a few people in this place, most of them belonging to one family, a family that seemed to still despise her.
Let me make you smile, darling.
