Shara + Sid
who knows. bard v vodka aunt | ongoing
Upon coming into town her first priority was getting shop and home setup. Clearly. Hob after all. But after she felt a little more secure she had seeked out Julius, since he had a connection to her kin and she was a bit curious about him - he had felt so odd in her senses. Clarification came with his unofficial adoption though, once she found out it was because he was so young and so far from home for such a long time. After that she had settled in a bit more, and now she thought it was high time she meet one of the other Fae in town.
Really though, she should have done it sooner. It was just that, as a Hob, meeting other Fae when she didn't have a proper home just yet felt...Odd. As if she was shaking hands with no hands, a pixie without their wings, or maybe like she was naked. Which, you know, wasn't so bad literally but metaphorically she'd rather not, thanks. Plus she had been awful busy! Setting up the shop, training employees, finding employees, laughing at human permits, adopting more people, flirting with bridge guards. Shara had a very packed schedule.
But that didn't mean manners had to go by the wayside. Hence the reason she found herself in one of her more fun dresses, heels clicking in the entry way of the Sleepy Satyr and with a barrel floating above and behind her filled with her latest creation. This man felt older, much older, than Julius - and could hopefully handle his liqour because really. Was there a better introduction gift?