Elvira

Elvira is sitting in a bar, chatting with a few others about a matter that seems to have her smiling, unlike her usual disinterested and less than excited demeanor. It’s obvious what the topic is. A pirate, huh? I always wanted to have a little throw down with one of them. The talk is interrupted by a sudden call out from the front door. Elvira looks over to see what looks like a noble walking in. Nobles on this side of town? That’s pretty rare.