#tadgh

How she always ended up at The Dive was beyond her. She had more reasons to avoid it than not. But of the bars in town, it was the place she was least likely to get hit on. With half naked women holding men’s attention, Miriam was happy to go relatively unnoticed at the bar. The same couldn’t be said for The Watering Hole, where men’s attention tended to drift with every lull in a game.

“Tequila on ice with lime,” she smiled at the bartender. She remembered Tadgh from her first stint in Olympus, though they weren’t close. “Busy night,” she inquired, striking up conversation.

yo heres my final demisona,,,,son of caer ibormeith the celtic godess of sleep and dreams

His name is Tadgh (tie-g) and he spends all night awake so he can watch peoples dreams