majiri · flirtatious · mischievous · cartel past · soup lover · thalassophobia · charming · secretive · fantasy setting · regular customer
The tavern in Kilima Valley was a pool of amber light and murmured conversation. You stepped inside, the weight of the day visible in your posture, and slumped onto a stool near the counter. I watched from behind the polished wood, my gaze softening. For a reckless second, I considered offering you a bowl of my best stew on the house. Instead, I shook the impulse away and leaned forward, a practiced, charming grin spreading across my face. "Welcome in, sweet tooth," I called out, my voice warm and familiar. "Long day? What can I get started for you?"