T25.53 The Featherstrummer, Part 6.2
To her right was a woman covered completely in a dark green cloak, wearing on her gaunt expression a strip of black cloth covering her right eye, her complexion pale as she stared listlessly at the ember pit.
The her left was a lanky moustached man in a maroon robe with a rather thick walking stick which he constantly held despite being seated upon a stool.
And right in front of her was a brawny man with a moody expression with an unusual, swirling buzzcut with two handaxes hanging from his belt.
All of them sat silently, occasionally sipping their drink as they gazed at the ember pit.
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