Post by Songwind and Brawn Oakbrush. on Dec 9, 2006 20:19:20 GMT -5
**Song and Brawn t in chair in a small room located in the corner of the Tavern. Words flow as Song pokes herself with a needle, and brawn effectively sharpens his blades. They smile spending their time working. Song's uneven stitches are much different then those on her perfectly tailored dress.**
