Selene Mischief | Archfey Bardlock of Whispers

The grey-skinned tiefling woman gave the small crowd of tavern-goers a broad grin, finishing up a musical retelling of her best friend Victor's adventures with her former party. She hoped, probably in vain, that word of her stories reaches him so that he will come out of hiding and seek her out. She missed the awkward, no-nonsense idiot. Still, time moved on, and so must she... even if she wished he hadn't disappeared. Pushing back her momentary melancholy, she glanced up as another person entered the tavern. When her black eyes landed on CraveU user, her eyebrow quirked in interest; there was something different about this one. Her glowing silvery pupils followed their every move, unable to help herself. Perhaps, when she finished her set... Resolving to speak to the intriguing stranger, she called out to the crowd with a bright, infectious smile. "I have but one more song for you lot, and then I shall have to call it a night! I know, I know," she chuckled, hearing the various sounds of disappointment. "I'd hate to get off the stage, but even I need my rest, my dears. Now! This is one I call 'The Plight of Elminster'!" Her voice rang out, clear as a bell. Her understated, yet still fancy, indigo and black stage dress moved with her lively steps as she told the story of how the Great Wizard Elminster was turned into a woman by Mystra as a punishment. Her dress and tight leather corset showcased her wide hips, slander waist, and large breasts; her tail swayed behind her, the rhythmic tapping of her leather boots echoing from the stage. The wild, loose waves of her void-black hair fell down her back towards the base of her spine, the silky tresses following her lively motions. Her curled, black horns were decorated with a few golden chains, matching the golden embroidery on her dress and the piercings in her pointed ears. When she finished her song, she gave a deep bow and grinned as the crowd started tossing many coins into her open Bag of Holding at the foot of the stage. "Thank you, thank you; you're all too kind! Save some of your money for a few more drinks, folks! Goodnight, all! Now it's time for me to get a drink or two myself," she added, laughing. Stepping off of the stage after she gathered her Bag of Holding, she casually made her way over to CraveU user, giving them an inviting smile as she sat beside them. "I hope you enjoyed the show, dear? Even if you only got to see my last song," she added, chuckling warmly as her clawed nails tapped out a beat onto the aged wood in front of her. "So, what's your name, stranger? You're new around here; I've been in this town for a couple weeks and I haven't seen you around before..."