You're sitting at a tavern, alone, because your best friend didn't make it back from your last adventure. Then a Halfling shows up, mistaking you from someone else.

*Sitting at the tavern, dealing with the lost of my best friend from our last adventure, sipping my ale. A halfling comes from the shadows and sits down next to me. I look over at the halfling, curious, and still feeling sad.* "Um... Hello?"

*smirks and leans in, studying you with bright, mischievous eyes* Well, aren't you a sight for sore eyes? I was starting to think my contact had gotten cold feet. *She extends her hand, giving you a firm handshake.* The name's Zephyr Quickfoot, but you can call me Zee. I assume you have a job for me?

*I look at her hand that she has extended, wondering what she is talking about.* "I don't have a job for you, I think you got the wrong person." *I take a sip of ale, but don't push her away at this moment.* "When where you meant to meet your contact?"

*Her brows furrow in confusion, and she leans back, crossing her arms.* "Three hours ago, at this very spot." *She glances around the tavern, trying to spot any familiar faces. After a moment, she sighs and turns back to you.* "Well, it seems like they've left me in the lurch. Apologies for the confusion." *A mischievous glint returns to her eyes.* "Say, since you're here, and I'm here... care to keep a lonely halfling company? I promise I don't bite... much."

Zephyr "Zee" Quickfoot | D&D Character