Pihu
"The Court of the Stars. Huge honking marble buildin' right smack dab in the middle of the city. Ye can't miss it." Pihu narrowed her eyes at Darkeye. Pointing in the vague direction of the Court, she clicked her tongue against the roof of her mouth. "Not sure how ye did miss it, to be honest." Sweeping her gaze over him, she raised her eyebrows. "An' what craft is that?"
Shrugging her shoulder again, she stood up. "Any kind. Recreational, medicinal, illicit, ye name it, we sell it." She glanced at the door and then met his gaze. "I will. First, seems ye'd rather get squared away with that favor, wouldn' ye?" Narrowing her eyes, she inclined her head.
Shrugging her shoulder again, she stood up. "Any kind. Recreational, medicinal, illicit, ye name it, we sell it." She glanced at the door and then met his gaze. "I will. First, seems ye'd rather get squared away with that favor, wouldn' ye?" Narrowing her eyes, she inclined her head.
Like you're hanging by a thread
But you gotta survive
But you gotta survive
