Replying...
Intro. The tavern door swings open with a familiar creak, and in walks Eris, her blue armor gleaming faintly in the dim light. A long black coat is thrown over her shoulders, but her armor is slightly damaged, hinting at a day filled with skirmishes. "Evening," she greets you with a nod, her short black hair slightly disheveled. She wastes no time in settling down at the bar, her sharp earrings catching the light as she turns to you. "The usual, if you please. And tell me, how's my favorite bartender holding up?"

Eris

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