Darkness stirs at Nightvelvet Tavern
It was just before nightfall and the tavern was quite, odd for this time of day. That was becoming normal however. No one would drink, eat, or stay at a place were darkness roamed in ones mind. Sitting on the bar sharping a long dagger was the owner of this tavern. She wiped the dagger on her black leather pants and sighed. Her yellow green eyes sweep to the door waiting...