Exton

The Tavern is busy. Busier than usual. Miko traces his hand along the runes Pandora had set into the window frame. It pulses with energy. he nods to himself and moves to the next symbol, checking for any weaknesses. Her protection spells have become self-perpetuating, drawing on the energy that flows into the Wards on a nightly basis.

So many creatures tonight. Local demifae hide shyly in the foliage draping from the rafters. Some of his people move among them offering honey and sugar water. He spies the shoemaker and the florist, They are sitting with several human merchants. The florist nods in his direction, then looks overhead to the three floriads who sit on a beam. Miko smiles. If there is no room, Others make do.

Keon drifts through the room, his daughter in his arm. His cloak swirls as he moves, seeming to place a protective mantle around them both. Months have passed since Cassandra's death, and the little girl looks vibrant and happy. She clutches a rag doll as she stares at all the people. When Keon stops to talk to Twillon and Torrent, Mera shows Weebit her doll. She reaches for Weebit. Keon hands her over and Mera cuddles with the straw-haired woman.

Guunnar enters the Tavern, along with several other Riders. Dark hoods slide back, revealing several regulars and a few unknowns. Dmitri moves from the group, seeking out Ramji.

There is a loud commotion at the door and a large group of college kids enter. Jeb starts checking ID's until Ron works his way to the front. The two talk and Jeb steps aside, letting everyone inside.Several of the group are distinctly human, but the rest are definitely an assortment of Others. Miko counts fifteen as they pass where he checks more magic.

Shaking his head, Miko turns back to his rounds, wondering how many more they can fit in the place.