Cindy
It was almost nightfall as the young pale woman slipped a dark veil over her stern face, dusting off her black collared dress and tidying up her appearance before entering the Bridian Millhouse which she almost regretted as she entered through the bar. The overwhelming bodies of different people riddled her, she can feel every life force in there blaring at her and she slowly let out a small annoyed grunt. She was here for one thing, that is if she could get any sort of information that's useful in her search of *Dragons*. She knew most people would stare at her with a strange look and laugh at her face, though she was more worried she'd have to move further down to get someone to peep of a rumor. She pursed her lips in determination and took a seat at the wooden stool, sitting next to a fellow she thought she could easily talk her way to. "I heard a rumor about Dragons returning to Ostia, is that true? Perhaps you would know what these creatures can truly do?" Nerissa whispered to the man next to her, she didn't want to cause a big scene to her and she was already feeling eyes stare into her. Though as soon as she spoke the guy turned to her and waved his hand in dismissal, which made her eye twitch. "Truly, where do I get someone to speak about these creatures?" She muttered to herself , though perhaps some alcohol could get people to loosen up and talk. "Everyone, the first round of drinks to everyone here is on me." She shouted, slamming coins on the bar and thanking Henry and Mary for their service since she knew it could get pretty rowdy. "Spirit, guide me." Nerissa muttered under her breath as she rubbed the temples of her head and closed her eyes. It was a matter of time before she could get information and perhaps, even a hint of where she needed to go next.
Young
It only took that much to get people talking— about dragons and everything else, guess there was surely much more that wasn't 'normal' going on around Bridian. 

Henry was directing the work of several young boys as they brought in firewood, but even he seemed to recognize Nerissa's effort. "Now you've done it," He said good-naturedly with an open grin. 

Her first taker on dragons was a father named simply Old Barley. "Yeah, I seen it— you couldn't miss it really. It circled around the whole town, screaming out loud. Red and orange in the sunlight, bright as fire.. Then it just up and disappeared."

Others disagreed on some points however. To some, the dragons had been blue and green, and still others black as night. Some said the dragon transformed into a person and landed, right in the middle of town, yelling and screeching at someone. "Mad as a woman scorned," Another townsman recalled.

The stories all differed, but one core fact remained true: a dragon, or perhaps two, had been sighted in Bridian, for the first time in hundreds of years.

It was probably quite frustrating though, for a woman bent on learning the actual truth, but dependable answers probably weren't to be found in the bottom of ale cups. 

It would take until late in the evening when from behind the bar Mary would smile and subtly gesture to the questioning woman. "Stay a while, after we chase the last of these old coots out," She suggested privately.
Cindy
Nerissa was quite pleased with the stories she had heard, she soaked in the information and was attentive to each and every person who decided to talk. This fascinated her, she took mental notes and did feel a tinge of disappointment though as the stories went on. It was probably one in a million chances of ever truly meeting one and it seemed like it was a thin slice of one percent that she'd be able to spot one personally up close. And it did seem there was some spots of disagreement amongst what they all truly saw, she gave off a small sigh as she was now drinking a cup of ale of her own. Though now she knew there was at least sightings, so it wasn't entirely *Impossible*. It was a long day for her and it was all close to leading her to no where, until she heard Mary speak to her. Nerissa was delighted, her black painted lips stretched ear to ear. "Of course.." The woman spoke out as she took a sip of ale, taking out her journal and writing the notes of what occurred today. She quickly made little scribbles legible to her and closed the book and tucked it back into her blouse, awaiting for people to leave the Mill house. Perhaps some quiet could help her try to think of where to search and where to go next. She was determined, though the little voice in her head had doubt.
Young
It took longer than it should have, for Mary and even Henry were simply too nice with their patrons to kick anyone out. Even as Henry escorted the last pair of old timers out the front door, Mary reappeared from the kitchen and she smiled sweetly in the direction of Nerissa as she went about cleaning down the counters.

"You really livened them up tonight," She began conversationally, her tone light but weary. "I know for a fact that some of them weren't even in town that day, but you had them as giddy as schoolboys." She laughed quietly, shaking her head.

She paused then, fucking her head in Nerissa's direction, rag in hand as she considered the other woman. "It *Did* Really happen," She confessed simply before returning to the task. "What brings you here in search of them? I hope you don't mind my asking. We've got a long history of people coming through... Causing trouble that didn't need causing." She flashed a faintly apologetic smile over to the other woman.
Cindy
Nerissa patiently waited for the other woman to come back to the bar for a while, though she didn't mind. Time simply didn't bother her as much as it does, it was a familiar friend to her. She had plenty of conversation to the spirits around her, muttering under her breath and then shutting her mouth once she saw Mary came back. "I was hoping to, it was quite a sight to see. I enjoyed hearing the stories they all had to say. " The woman replied with a light chuckle, it was pretty amusing to see the people there act like that. It did add a pretty good chuckle to her night. "Ah, I assure you I'm not the one to cause any trouble. I guess you can call me a curious soul. I have a terrible trait to me, I feel like I always must know all the mysteries in the world. I fixate on one mystery and I have to solve it." Nerissa chuckled out, resting her head on her hand and flashing a friendly smile back. "Rest assured I hope I don't seem like the lady to cause a ruckus around here. Though I do have a burning question, if the sightings here are true, do you think they stayed around in the area?" She asked curiously as she tilted her head. "And if they are around.. I wonder why. So many questions yet very little answers."