An'Thaya gave the newcomer a once over and smiled in what she hoped was a warm fashion. Jerri had pointed out she had something called 'resting bitch face', which apparently made people wary of her.
The woman had a nice looking dagger, she noted, before the weapon was slid into its sheath.
"Welcome to the Greet Heart." She waved the woman toward the bar and called out toward the kitchen. "Jerri! Bring out some coffee please."
Her emerald-green gaze settled back on Derelei.
"My name is An'Thaya. And we accept various tender... coin, stories... Galain prefers slave labour but I am trying to break him of that." She pushed the book aside and took a sip from her glass. "Have you been on the road long?"
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