A slight figure, completely shrouded walks silently in through the door, followed by a large brutish character; his tail peace-bonded to his leg he walks with a slight shuffle hop.
Browsing the goods before her she reaches out a dealthy gray hand and points towards a platter of Spearmint Nibbles and then folds her hand to indicate the desire for three.
She places her money on the counter, has the brute behind her pick up the tray and looks around for the darkest possible corner. Spying one in the back of the store, she bypasses the shiney elf and settles in, summoning a toadstool footrest when she reaches her corner.
Daintly lifing off her head coverings, the Dhamphir begins to nibble on the treats while surveying the room.
