Board Thread:Talkplays/@comment-5255416-20170619024917/@comment-4211788-20170619053935

The winged stilt looks about the bar as he waits his turn, he instantly notices the broad of a coyote that enters the bar. He could easily tell that the coyote was either lost or not from Mavenland with her dress sense. ''Perhaps this is a fellow neighbor from Archaven.. Still it's unlike anyone from Archaven to dress like that''. I thnk she's lost.. Quinton thought.

He moves over some empty seats to sit closer to the coyote.

"Hey.. I couldn't help but notice it's not halloween and the unclassy folk of this city don't exactly dress like that. You lost? I know a lot about this place I can help you look for whatever it is some one like you looks for.. What does some unforeseen beauty like yourself want to do with a dusty place like this?" Quinton says with a smile on his face. His hot pink eyes glisten in the dimly lit bar. A sense of genuine friendship comes across from the bird.