Riisha finished off her drink. She watched a particularly stupid man try to start something with the bundled up figure. Lovely. Just lovely. Why did the only convient inn have to be filled with jack-asses? She was all too familiar with the type. Trying to start a fight with someone they thought they could take, to make themselves seem like bigshots. Granted, it was amusing when they accidentally picked a magician... provided that no stray spells struck her or anyone she cared about. There was something about the man who was all wrapped up. The drunk backed down with only a token insult. Glad to know that still happens.
Riisha didn't particularly care for fools; they annoyed her greatly. And a bully was just another type of fool. Speaking of fools, the inevitable happened. Another drunk, who had been eying her with an expression that said he had already gotten way too far in imagining things, came over and sat at her table. Gee. Nice of him to ask.
"Heya, pretty lady. What's a sweet thing like you doin' out here, so far away from civilization?"
"Not any of your business, really." She moved away from him.
"Are you all alone, baby? 'Cause I could keep you company." He wasn't taking the hint. He moved closer.
"No, actually. My two brothers and a friend are outside. Should be in in a minute or two."
"Eh, tell 'em to sleep on the west side of the bridge."
She didn't really get the insult, but it didn't matter. "No. Since you aren't taking the hint, allow me to be less subtle. Get lost. Now."
"What do you mean, pretty lady?"
Well, this should prove to be entertaining. "Leave me alone. Go away. Remove yourself from my presence. Go over there, before I make you wish you had never been born."
His face turned ugly. "And who says I should listen to some uppity tart? You're gonna wish you'd been a little nicer to me."
"Oh, yes. I'm sure. I'm trembling where I sit. Go kiss an orc."
That really riled him. "Now you're really gonna pay, pretty lady."
Well, there was no hope for it. Things were going to get ugly. Oh well.