Kiera stood waiting at the door looking for the right moment to slip in unnoticed. Her cold eyes darted this way and that under a hooded cape that showed disheveled honey blonde hair. Kiera's ice blue eyes stared blankly, as she was still searching for a place to sit down. As she overheard a conversation happening between the male and female at the far table in the northeastern corner of the room, she guessed it would be best if she stayed away from those two guessing they were discussing something of the utmost importance.<br/><br/>Kiera guessed the seat next to the elf would be best as she ordered a light drink and some bread and passed the barkeep some coins for the nourishment. "Oh, I'm sorry," Kiera said apologetically trying to make conversation with the male elf in decent clothwear. "Is this seat taken?" she asked standing up and smiling nervously. Her dark hide clothing was flexible, but no where near as flexible as her previous outfit had been. She had to get rid of it because she didn't know how to stitch anything worth wearing and it was tattered to the point of no repair. She tore it up and decided it could come in handy later for when she was injured or someone else got injured. "so, how are you doing today, good sir?" she asked her nerves all ready stretched tight with fear gripping her. She was not exactly the known social butterfly. Maybe it could have been her anxiety talking her into a panic. She really didn't want to find out either today or tomorrow. Kiera was looking for some decent companionship and someone to talk to maybe?<br/><br/>Kiera took a drink of her fruit concotion and sighed happily. It had been a few days since she had found anything to eat or drink. The bread, fresh out of the oven and warm to the touch, melted in her mouth as she smiled happily. Scanning her surroundings again, Kiera didn't know if she was safe. She might have looked like she was on the run from something, but that changed no aspect of her thoughts. Where she would be going would determine how much money she was allotted and what she could bring with her. She wished for adventure, but nothing like her previous tasks. They all seemed mundane and pointless to her. She didn't know what to do with her life. She wanted direction.