At The Bar

The youth with the brown shoulder length hair stands offering you a chair, he pulls it out for you.
"Hello miss, I don't believe I've seen you around here before. Are you new in this area?" He seems a very nice gentleman and you ask him about the blonde man, wondering how he knew about the wine.
"Ah yes Tristan, he owns this place. He named it the Tavern of the Blue Rose for his late wife. She was that little child's mother. She was killed unfortunately... a very tragic situation, Tristan took it rather hard. He built this place in her memory and its really his daughter Caisha that keeps him going. He is stronger than he lets on... he knew that you were going to order that because he can read thoughts. He is one of the nicest men you will ever meet."
Just at that moment Tristan walks back in, having tucked his daughter into bed. He reddens just a bit as he hears the young man talking about him. "Aaron... you talk to much." He extends a hand to you and bows, "It is a distinct pleasure to have you with us tonight. I hope you can rest your travel weary body and partake of some refreshments while you are here, if there is anything I can do, please just ask." Your heart flutters, his voice is very resonant and a little bit sexy. His dreamy eyes are so easy to get lost in... You find your cheeks slightly flushed as you hear Aaron laughing just a little bit over his ale.
You look down into your wine and you catch out of the corner of your eye... a small face looking up at you. It belongs to the tiny elf who is sitting on the table. He has the biggest most adorable blue eyes you've ever seen and he has messy blonde hair that falls into his eyes at times. You turn to look at him and he smiles at you holding out a cookie.
"Ah yes, you've met our resident Fae child. Aidan is a child of Avalon. He drops in from time to time for a cookie and a hug."