The Royal Artificery Society - IC

[WindStruck]

Julieanne's Brew

Shandara makes no other moves to block or otherwise do anything aggressive to the half-orc. She merely says in reply, "Ah.. My apologies. Perhaps you are right." Though her tone doesn't really seem apologetic. Probably more sarcastic than anything.

Whatever. She'd let this creep go. Seemed neither of them wanted a scene. Shandara wanders back to her table and picks up her cup of tea, holding it a while and sipping (actually it was empty, so she was pretending), taking her sweet time while she waits for the half-orc to leave, watching him all the while.

Hm. Maybe another cup would be nice, though she was really feeling like sitting indoors this time.

Shandara does just that, taking her cup to a quiet corner inside the restaurant this time. She was facing the door to see if anyone came in, but she still actually had plenty of time to think and daydream now.