An'Thaya paused mid sip and peered through her hair and over the rim of her cup at the newcomer. This probably wasn't the first time the taproom ceiling had rained strawberry blondes, and probably wouldn't be the last.
"Dagar... erm...Sulit..." you could hear the gears turning in her head as her jewel-like eyes assessed the woman and noted the lack of elven-type features, at which point her brain settled on Common. To be honest her first clue should have been that the blonde had been speaking Common herself.
"Hello. Welcome to the Green Heart."
Setting her mug down the Amazon used both hands to push her wealth of fiery curls back out of her face. "It is, would you like some? Coffee that is... not Kansas... or Toto." Whatever those were.
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