She looked at the strange person who had stumbled into her bar. "Here take this..." Anara took out a small plant and placed one of the leaves in a glass. She poored some whiskey into the glass and slid it over to Kat. "Cures all sorts of headaches, stomach aches, back aches...you name it." She smiled as she put the plant away under the bar. "My name is Anara Zuun, this heres my bar. You don't look so good mister, we got rooms upstairs if your fixing to stay somewhere tonight." Anara hated when her bar was empty, and hated it even more when the upstairs inn was empty, it made her feel lonely and uncomfortable. She examined the cat-like features of the stranger, he had a mystical aura to him. Anara could sense these things sometimes, then again...she could sense a lot of things when she was drunk.
The wind was drifting in through the open door, causing Anara's long blond hair to blow in her face. She brushed the loose strands from her face and sighed deeply.

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