Diane
A young, elven woman opens the door to the tavern, and hesitantly enters. She peers around the room, keeping her hand on the sheath of the longsword upon her waist, as she cautiously makes her way into the tavern, taking the sword (sheath and all) off of her belt, as she simply sits against the wall, resting the sword upon her lap.
Susan
*A young chocolate woman who seem to have a cat like walks up to you. She had to daggers on her back. A vibe that brighten up the room.She gives you a Chester smile*"How you doing?"
Diane
*The woman seems to wait a moment, as though she wasn't sure it was her being addressed. When she realized that the woman __was__ talking to her, she quickly snapped her head up to look at her, her hazel eyes glimmering, with an apologetic expression.* "S-sorry! I hadn't realized that it was me you were talking to." *She then got to answering the question.* "Oh- and I'm, uh, fine... I guess."
Susan
*Sugar is 5'5,so she goes up and pat her head like a child while grabbing a chair to sit by her.*"Yes,I was talking to you.You know its dangerous to have your heads in the clouds,right.Someone can slip something to you.You wouldn't know it little girl."
Diane
*She seems a little on edge, gripping the sheath of her sword tightly in her lap, but not making any potentially threatening motions otherwise.* "I-I won't stay long... I just wanted someplace to sit down for a moment..."
Susan
*She stops petting her head and laughs at her nervous in her voice*"Oh my,did I make you feel on edge or something.I seem to do that a lot to people for some reason only known to whoever watching us. Hey,ever wanted to see the undead."
Diane
*The term 'undead' seems to have set off the woman, as her head snaps to face her.* "D-Did you say undead? Like- like vampires?" *Her expression doesn't seem like that of disgust, but more of concern.*
Susan
"Don't worry, what I learned form years my dead but still sexy husband Johnny. That Vampires are like any other magical creature cause they can died again like when they first got turned or is it born. I never read much about them.Either way,they still can be killed."
Diane
*She seems slightly upset about that.* "I-I *Know* They can be killed... I don't *Want* Them to be killed, I want them to be..." *She seems to trail off, not daring to finish her sentence. She instead simply plants her gaze on her lap, clenching the sword's sheath much tighter now.*
Susan
*She tap her fingers.*"Now,your true colors have been shown. Trust me,I will not judge what you are gonna say." *She still has a smile.*"It's okay, too finish that sentence.Everyone got opinions on these things.Now, you were at I want them to be..."*She said I want to be in long pause and has the crazy looks in her eyes*
Diane
*Her hands start shaking, possibly from clenching the sheath so hard. She keeps her gaze planted firmly on her lap, not saying another word. She's seemed to lock herself up, fighting an inner battle with herself, and losing both sides. She finally manages to let out a single word.* "Helped..."
Susan
"Helped... You know living long is not a sickness.Its a way of life. You need some balance. Vampires are kinda of a perfect balance and also make great friends,since they aren't going to die in a thousand year.Unless,you know other things get to them first.Man, do you need a drink cause I need one,so bad right now."
Diane
*She shakes her head, remaining silent, as though she's ran out of words to say. She keeps her eyes planted on her lap, and wipes her eye with her thumb, before returning her grip to her sword's sheath.*
Susan
*Sugar hopes and goes get a drink. She gets two drinks and returns back to that girl. She takes a sit."You want to hear a poem.It goes something like this."*She starts to sing*"There's once was a cat who love a mouse. Though,the mouse family didn't really approve. So, one day mouse came with a job that his family ask him to do. The cat helps out,but it was a trap. A mouth trap. That took out her lover the mouse,so she went to find other mice and ate them one by one. Taking out the whole mice family."*She takes a sip of her drink and gae the second one to the girl*"Here's a drink. I got you something close to water I think,but what do I know.Hey,what's your name?"
Diane
*She releases her grip on her sword's sheath, and takes the drink, though doesn't drink from it.* "I... I'm Celaena... Celaena of Hovia..." *She releases her other hand, and shakily extended it towards Sugar.* "N... Nice to meet you..." *She looks up at her, her eyes shimmering, almost tearing up.*
Susan
"My name is Sugar as you can already see. I might be messed up in the head,but hey do you want to cry in my chest.This big boobs used to comfort alot of people."
Diane
*She withdraws her hand, looking back down, and uttering,* "N-No thanks... I... Um... I'm good..." *She returns her withdrawn hand to gripping her sword's sheath.*
Daniel
Elowen, as always, has found her way into an inn, dressed in her decently made garments, which was a nice combination of brown, grey, more grey, and a faded blue grey. It complemented her nice body form, looking just that bit attractive. Just a bit. Not sure about how many people like red heads with purple eyes. Sometimes people really just likes white hair and red eyes! Those people also usually like children... Sooooooo. Lets not go there. 

She also has a leather side bag, which hung opposite of her sword, which sad inside of a frog scabbard! Y'know those open scabbards, which isn't covered by wood or smthing? Those ones. Her sword was pretty! Brass hilt, wooden grip, and a nice shiny blade. It doesn't look used at all, in fact, it doesn't even look touched! Interesting. 

She sat down, instinctively, at a table near a corner, which happened to be next to Sugar and Celæna. She sat with her left leg down, her right leg laying on top of it as... She ordered a pint of nice beer. Nice beer! Nice! Anyways, enough exposition, you may now start.
Susan
"What up newcome and may I say I like your hair and body."*Sugar just wink at her.*
Diane
*Celaena doesn't seem to notice Elowen's arrival; her gaze is too focused on her lap. Either something very interesting is happening in her lap, or she's feeling down. Her sword rests in its sheath, laying on her lap, as both her hands are gripped upon it tightly. She has a drink of some indeterminate variety sitting beside her, looking still completely full, or at least almost full. Her features easily give her away as being Elven, seeming to be a High Elf.*
Daniel
"That's a strange way to say hello. Anyways, hello, person. How do you do?"

She asked, leaning back into her chair, grasping her newly poured beer. This is special! First beer of the week. She drank it, holding it by the actual cup, rather than the hand holdy bit. She savoured the beer, making a soft, rather cute noise as she took one sip.

She seemed relax, though, she did feel somewhat uneasy with this person. The only people who would say that are perverts and... Hormone high men. She thinks at least. She remembers boys two years ago making lewd comments about her. She honestly hated those years. 

She obviously had some stories. What kind of person carries such a specific set of equipment? Most definitely an adventurer! What kind of normal person has a sword?
Susan
"Well,I like what I see and got no shame in telling it. You fine sweet piece of elf. Meow. My name is Sugar."
Diane
*Celaena finally snaps out of her trance, looking up at the new person.* "O-*Ohmigosh*, sorry, I hadn't noticed you... I'm C-Celaena..." *She extends a hand toward Elowen, for a handshake.* "Pleasure to meet you... Missus...?" *She uses her other hand to wipe her eyes. Though she tries to make it look like she's rubbing something out of her eyes, it's clear to anyone who paid enough attention that she's close to crying.*
Daniel
She was very good at noticing things, but experience says she shouldn't talk about it. She has the notion of well, people cry if you mention they are crying. That is bad. So she decided to ignore it. She shook Calæna's hand, Elowen's hand being soft and warm. Definitely taken cared of. 

She had to lean herself towards Calæna to do this, Sugar unable to see UNDER her clothing. That's good for Elowen. Less pretty sights for pervy Sugar. She didn't like... Having to well... Relive those days. Guys are disgusting honestly. She doesn't hate them, but she just... Finds them annoying when they get too pushy. 

She had a strong grip, gripping Celæna's hand with power. Not painful, rather, she was just making a respectful statement that she was able to protect herself. At least she thinks that is. After years and years of living in such a culturally different place, she has started to assimilate. A lot can be told by how a person shakes your hand.

"The name is Elowen, yours?"

She asked, having a... Sweeter voice in comparison to when she talked to Sugar. This person was safer. She liked this person more. She didn't make comments about her body, nor did she make any strange... Moves on her.
Diane
*Celaena's handshake was gentle. It would be clear for a handshake enthusiast that she was capable of putting more force into it, but she seemed to be holding back for one reason or another. Her hand had the tell-tale callouses of someone who practices swordplay, or at least dabbles in it.* "I... I'm Celaena... It's a pleasure to meet you..."
Daniel
I see, she is now "Elowen the Handshake Enthusiast!" Anyways, since she wasn't taught how to detect these, rather, she was taught how to show that she was what she was, she would just suspect that she just didn't have a good grip. She didn't really care about the callouses, feeling that it was simply normal to have callouses. She didn't see herself as normal. And not the good kind of special either.

"Nice sword, practice it a lot?"

She asked, pointing to the sword, retracting from the girl's hand. Ah yes, another person who uses swords. She knew she wasn't alone, as she was fearing that she eas the only girl who did this kind of stuff... Though, she remembers seeing that there was a girl who recently left the village... Elize something? She honestly doesn't know. She left just a few days after.
Diane
*She looks down at the sword in her lap, picking it up with both hands.* "Yes, I... I practice every day. Though, I've no real sense of how good I am, as I don't really get into a lot of fights; it's more for self defense, you see." *Anyone with an eye for enchantments could tell that this is no common sword. Despite it's mundane appearance as a normal sword, it'd be clear to anyone with any sort of enchantment experience, or simply magical sense to tell that it must've costed a relative fortune. Now why anyone would need such an expensive sword purely for 'self defense' is a mystery.*
Daniel
Elo's sword is special as well. Though, with it's enchantments, it would make sense as to why it was still so pristine. But of course, it was quite a special sword. Though, if she focused on the sword, it looks like it was more silver than steel in the dark. It definitely wasn't silver, rather... Something happening.

She didn't notice the sword's special-ness, but she drew her sword, showing it to the girl. The wood was a beautiful ash, which was oiled to absolute perfection. The hilt and pommel was a polished brass, which looked almost white from all the polishing, being clearly engraved and inlayed with Nordic Gold (which isn't real gold). The blade itself wasn't much of a blade, rather, a long pointy 4 corner stick! Shiny and Sharp non-theless.
Diane
*Celaena looks over the sword, with mild interest. She looks back to Elowen herself, her eyes shining with a glint of curiosity.* "Do... Do you practice?" *She looks back down to her own sword.* "B... Because I'd love if you were able to... Show me some moves... Maybe... B-but if not, that's okay too."
Daniel
She thought to herself. Her sword... Was quite a dangerous object. If she accidentally miss steps, she could plunge it straight through her partner. That would be a depressing day for her! But she agrees anyways. She just has to be really careful then.

"I have no reason to hide my arts. If I expect others to teach me, I will expect myself to teach others."

She said, placing it back into it's scabbard with a nice sshhhhhhhhk. No shing. This wasn't Hollywood! This has to be realistic. Though, she was planning to get a longsword... Longswords are cool to her, and she needs something with just a bit more reach
Diane
*Her expression lights up, similarly to the expression that a child makes when their parents say they get one more hour to play with their friends.* "S-so you'll teach me? I- Would you like to train now? O-Or later sometime?" *To say that she seems excited would be a little bit of an understatement. Her hands, clutching her sword by the scabbard, were shaking.*
Daniel
She didn't have any protests to make. She just has to be extra careful. She was an accomplished swordswoman after all, having at least 15 years in experience! Great! Nothing to stop her from teaching the girl at least something. 

She gave her a thumbs up in reassurance that she would teach her what she needed to know. 

"Don't worry, I'll teach you. I just need my relax time from travelling for so long"
Susan
*Sugar gets out of her daze. She left up her hands.*"I am out of my day dream with some random person. I don't know.What about teaching. I could teach you things. Like how to fit in a box. "