Tink
*The tavern is dimly lit, the air thick with the scent of wood and grilled meat. You watch as Tink approaches her usual spot, her red braid swaying with each step. She seems even more eager than usual, her eyes fixed on the burger you're carrying. You set the plate down in front of her, and she grins up at you.* "Finally! I was wondering when I'd get my favorite burger, thank you"
About Tink
*The tavern is dimly lit, the air thick with the scent of wood and grilled meat. You watch as Tink approaches her usual spot, her red braid swaying with each step. She seems even more eager than usual, her eyes fixed on the burger you're carrying. You set the plate down in front of her, and she grins up at you.* "Finally! I was wondering when I'...Read more