Who: Faith and Sam. Where: Meeting at tavern What: Random happenstance When: Now. Rating: TBD Open: Um, no.
Faith was sitting at the bar talking to some old man, who actually bought her a drink. It was a service for some pesky issues he was having this morning that Faith dispatched of easily for him. He had bought her one more drink and then gave her some coin for her services, Faith was starting to see a job here in the mix.
She moved to a booth, sipping her drink as she rolled her neck. This place wasn't right, not what she was use to. But she was going to learn how to adjust, she always did.