William
She didn't have a *Home* Yet but the Inn seemed to work well enough. Sort of. Her daily wages at the brewery did help cover her expenses but it didn't leave a lot leftover to save, leaving her with the small sum she'd brought with her upon leaving home. This wasn't ideal but it was alright.

Pushing the door open, Cynthia tried to get her mass out of the door and to a table as quickly as possible, rubbing her eyes and sighing. The long, snake tail curled around the bottom of the table as she smiled and ordered herself a beer, sitting up to her full height as if she hadn't spent a long boring day working when really she just... 

Well, childishly, still wanted to be an adventurer.
Jodi
*The front door to the Inn opens with a creak, letting in the morning sun as a newcomer shows up. A beastkin stepping through the door with a click of his claws against the wooden floor. The Canifor scans over the seats to see how full the inn is as he adjusts the halberd leaning on his shoulder so as not to nick the roofing. Most of their frame is hidden by a traveling cloak, walking revealing a few scars visible breaking up his pelt as he moved.*

*Mox's gaze holds on Cynthia for a moment as he makes a beeline for a seat at the back of the bar. Leaning the halberd against the wall he sits with his back to the wall to watch anyone coming and going, perhaps he might be able to find someone to hire him out today. Flagging down a bar maid when he can to order himself a cold drink and something to eat.*
William
The Naga pauses, forked tongue poking out a moment as she watches people come and go. Lifting her drink she drains the contents, adjusting the green shirt and glancing down at the snake body below her waist with it's diamond grey pattern. 

She'd been highly considering getting food and heading to her room; Get ready for her *Big day* Of making sure vats were clean, temperatures right, spices in and then she pauses when her gaze falls on Mox. Blinking, the tip of her tail twitches side to side a moment, then she looks away. Then back.

That was definitely an adventurer right? Well, *Definitely seemed like* One. Or someone in a similar trade. Or something she just ought *Not* To talk to if she were honest, but... Her tail twitches again like someone tapping their fingers on a table in thought. Also a Beastkin like her. It'd not hurt to be kind. Riiight?

Swallowing she picks up her glass and slowly heads on closer to the Canifor, taking a drink so maybe she looks *Less* Nervous and curious.
Jodi
*Mox stops as he notices someone coming towards him. The Canifor's features where that of a vulpine, the patterns similiar to a cross fox as they size up Cynthia as they move over to his table. The halberd stays where it is leaning against the wall as he raises his mug to her in greeting.* "Morning." *He finally speaks.*

*This close up it's clear he's either an adventurer or some kind of soldier. Armor plating visible under the travelers cloak with a belt of knives laying across his right breast to end at his left hip, a short sword hanging from his hip.* "Didn't expect to see a Naga here today. What brings you to my table?" *He asks, going into business mode as he looks her over. Was she looking for protection? Someone needing to die? Or was it time to intimidate someone.*
William
Cynthia pauses and smiles, lips closed over her teeth. Her upper half was quite human, but she still had a bit of self consciousness from her childhood over the length of her canines. Minor; but. Well, kids were cruel. Not that she was a child but... Well, sensitivities.

"Good morning," She said, pausing as she saw the weapons, and the armor. Maybe.. Soldier? Guard? Or- "Ah, I'm sorry if I've disturbed you."

Ah, now she needed a reason- She bit her lip, smiling a bit, "I was uh... Well, I was a bit curious. You look like a soldier?" She asked, keeping her nerves in her belly rather than on her face.
Jodi
*Mox looks down at himself, fingering the grip of one of the daggers.* "You could say that yes. I'm a mercenary. Fighting for nobles, guarding charges, making a point to others. Long as the money's good and it's something I'm willing to do I'm for hire by anyone." *When food is placed before him Mox's attention focus on that for a moment. Downing his drink before looking back to Cynthia*

"And how about you? You don't seem much for the bloodshed, do you work at this bar?" *He asks, assuming by her attire she might be one of the bar maids here or maybe a patron.*
William
Mercenary; That explained it just as well, didn't it? She bit the inside of her mouth, nodding as she sipped her drink after releasing the inside of her cheek. It gave her something to focus on as she processed the man's jobs. And the scars...

"Oh, uh-" She blinked a moment, flustered before laughing quietly. "I do brewing work. I helped out in a few bottles and kegs that came through here actually. As for fighting... I guess I'm better at healing work really.." Looking to the side.
Jodi
*Mox nods slowly at that.* "Healers are always welcome in this day and age. Swear by em myself cause I wouldn't be here talking if there weren't any." *He raises his glass to her again in respect for her profession.* "Brewing is another good one. Strong Ale helps to clear the dust of the road."*

*Putting the mug down he looks her over again.* "Was there something else I could help you with or was it curiosity that put your eye on me?"
William
She blinked, a little surprised by the toast, but smiles and weakly toasts back. "Always something I've enjoyed learning. And brewing just... Well, everyone needs a good drink and I don't mind providing it." Which was the truth on the matter.

Sipping from her glass she paused. "Well... Curiosity I'll admit was a lot of it. I've tried learning how to defend myself because.. Well, there are a lot of jobs more lucrative than brewing. But I'm not well suited for it yet."