<div style="text-align: justify">After a long journey, someone new appeared in the tavern. Some soft and smooth footsteps can be heard, getting closer and closer to the main door, before steps inside. A short woman look around, 5'3" tall. Her long blonde hair is quite messy because the wind outside and her light brown eyes watched what is happening inside, so many people she doesn't know or saw in her life-- well, maybe because she never left her place to socialize with others... shy as always.<br/>
Don't knowing what to do, Rosie just walked a bit forward and slowly approached to a table, looking at it before turn her look to who she thinks is the owner. Struggling, Rosie sighed and decided to stay there, alone, just watching the movement and not interacting with them, not because she doesn't like, but mostly because she is too shy for it.<br/>
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Standing there, her long blonde hair is straight to her middle thighs, apparently, now fixed and not so messy like when she arrived. Wearing a long dark red dress, Rosie has a red rose behind her left ear, it survived the wind outside somehow... looking so beautiful and soft. A petal fell down, making Rosie look at it and lowers herself to catch it, not wanting to leave things behind, even more after seeing the 'owner' who is huge and looks not so friendly-- well, he looks serious at least so, Rosie doesnt want to make him pissed.<br/>
<i>"Come on... you need to go there and ask him where you are, woman...!" </i>Rosie spoke to herself. <i>"Nah, he is busy, I need to wait a little." </i> Rosie said, standing nearby the door, in a lonely corner, being in silence and waiting for the best moment to go and speak with that man.​</div>