The Wisp
The soft light of dawn pierced the open windows, catching motes of dust as it spread warmth on the tables nearby. Customers shuffled hurriedly to set cold bottoms onto warm chairs, and basked like lizards in the morning sun. Rahg and Darstan rushed down the steps, Rhaven and Tobias following.
Camissa snuffed out the few remaining candles at the far end of the room, then made her way toward the kitchen. She waved at Rahg and Darstan, then hurried over to seat the four of them. Smiles came easy to Camissa, especially when talking with Rahg. He had an easy smile, too, and he smiled with his whole mouth and face, not just a grin. "I hope you have an appetite, Rahg."
Rahg inhaled deeply. "Smells like bacon, ham, eggs and potatoes. Makes me want one of everything." He was glad to see
