Ava stood behind the bar looking up and down. Making sure her patrons were all tended to and that she spoke to each one at least once. While the girl's served the drinks and booked the rooms, she kept herself busy as well. One female was left alone. Judging by the armor it would easy to pick up a topic of conversation and she knew the woman didn't have a room. At least... not in her inn. Not yet, at least. The vampiress dawned in knee high boots and a brown leather waist cincher and a white flared sleeved top that hinted and her voluptuous bust. Her boots sounded against the wood panel flooring as she closed the gap between her and the woman. Leaning upon the counter as she polished a tankard. "Here for tournament? Some fine armor pieces you have there. Ava's the name. If you need a room or another drink, just let me know. This fine establishment is... afterall, mine. Welcome to The Nag's Head." She said as she looked at her reflection in the surface of the tankard. A smile showing off her sharp fangs.