Vagabond Knights: Spanish Lands.

[Tessa]

Yalene let a smirk settle itself on her face, “Only if ye intend t’pay for it.” She responded to the question of wanting a drink, the young woman had started to become tight-fisted with what money she had left, “The wine that’s bein’ served just isn’t t’my taste.” Yalene commented, motioning towards the tables of food and drink, “Need somethin’ stronger.” The dark haired Greek laughed as she saw a few more stumble from the doorway of the tavern, remembering all too well her own little seaside tavern and the occupants that would grace it each evening.

She would have to send a letter to Emiliano soon, tell him of her adventures and enquire to how her business was doing; Yalene did intend to return to it after all, once the wander lust had subsided again.