07-02-2018, 06:56 AM
"Service, Monsieur? I can take your order." asks the waiter standing behind Darby. The eye patch and brass knuckles might be a bit unusual, but he definitely had a waiter-ish air about him. The bald, muscular, 6' tall elven waiter whose mustache exudes authority but in a refined appropriate-for-a-waiter way slightly bows as he waits for the group to tell him their needs.



