Finally a post that isn't timey-wimey

[avisionofhawke]

Aisling Hawke was browsing through one of the stalls in Lowtown, looking for a new blade. Blades were nice, especially the big, sharp ones. These, unfortunately, were low quality. She turned her back on the stall with a frustrated huff and headed towards the Hanged Man. Maybe there was something interesting going on there, or possibly some coin to be earned.