Sand and Sovereign: Group | (IC)

[guardinal]

Taern
Taern is puffing a bit to keep up with the others as they wind through the alleys. When they arrive he looks at the press of people in the small establishment, then down at the panther at his side.

"Looks...busy. I was thinking somewhere quiet, where we might sit and talk," he says after a moment, somewhat apologetically. "And while my companion is well trained, taking her into such a small, crowded bar seems...unwise. There are plenty of teahouses in the merchant quarter. The Green Lotus, perhaps."