Esty Moonflower
Beyond the bustling town, past the market, and in the deeper parts, there is a pub. This pub was very busy during nightfall, and many mythical creatures visited for food, drink, and rest. It happened to be nightfall, and Esty Moonflower had taken the trip down from her forest cottage to visit the pub for some good conversation and some dessert. As the petite, curly white-haired, fae girl opened the squeaky pub door, she was greeted with warmth and a buzz of loud conversation. Smiling, she entered, her shoes tapping against the rich, worn, wooden flooring.
"
Ohhhooo, good evenin' to ya dear Esty!" yelled a familiar bartender from across the busy room. Averting her dreamy gaze to the holder of the voice, she replied, "
Oh my~ hello Gorden..Good evening~" she bowed slightly. The said dawrf, his wiry red hair sticking out among the others, grinned. He had several teeth missing, "
What'll it be, lass? The usual?" he asked as she approached the wooden slab where people drank to their hearts content. Esty put a dainty finger to her chin and averted her gaze upwards, "
Hmm..." she murmured. Three minutes later, the woman spoke, "
Yes..I think I shall~" she replied. Gorden let out a hoot of laughter and shook his head, "
Never change, do ya, lass?" he said, walking over to the barrel that dispensed their sweetest beer. She guessed he'd also prepare a plate of apple pie ala mode for her. Esty licked her lips at the thought.