~Darriyah~
Darriyah sat in her room for a few days, thoughts running through her mind. She didnt know how to help her friend Dor with the problem of no one returning to the Crimson Mist. She could feel the sadness that subsided in the establishment.Taking in a deep breath, she stood up and started toward the bathroom to take a hot shower, removing her clothing piece by piece. Once she got to the shower, she turns the hot water on and stands there for a moment and allows the water to heat up. She takes in a deep breath before wandering into the shower. She steps in and stands there, allowing the water to fall upon her tattooed and scarred covered body, forming droplets and sliding down the curves of her body. She began to wash up, the hot water easing the tension in her muscles.
As soon as she was finished, she turned the water off and gets out, wrapping her wet body into a towel. As she made her way back into her room, she took her long wet hair and began to braid it, getting it out of her face and off her back. She wanders over to her closet and pulls out a pair of tight blue jeans that hugged her hips and showed off every curve, a black tank top that stopped just above her belly button, and a pair of high heeled boots that came up to her thighs. As soon as she was dressed, she walks out of her room and into the hallways and started toward the stairs to the bar area.
When she made it to the bar, a demonling looked over and noticed her and retrieved a drink for her without her asking at all. The demonlings had finally gotten use to her being here even though barely anyone else was. Taking in a deep breath, Darriyah took a seat where the creature had sat her drink, sitting there in silence.