PHOEBE
The person on shift just so happened to be a pink dragonling, sitting dutifully by the front desk. Pim eyed the man with a large, silvery pink eye before lazily stretching his wings. As he did so, the edge of it caught the bell on the counter, causing it to clatter to the ground and ring erratically. Pim sniffed it, settling his wings back in place, before looking at the man again. There. Job done.
"This is why I have Branbast to do bell and not you, Pim." came Phoebe's voice as she descended the stairs. She wore a long, flowing dress, comfortable and pretty, thick blonde locks in waves down her back. She didn't recognize the man in the foyer but there were still folks she had yet to meet. "Welcome to the Halenani. Stopping by for an afternoon delight?" she said warmly, a bright smile curving her lips.
"This is why I have Branbast to do bell and not you, Pim." came Phoebe's voice as she descended the stairs. She wore a long, flowing dress, comfortable and pretty, thick blonde locks in waves down her back. She didn't recognize the man in the foyer but there were still folks she had yet to meet. "Welcome to the Halenani. Stopping by for an afternoon delight?" she said warmly, a bright smile curving her lips.
When the static clears
And all is said and done
I will realize that we all need someone
