Tri stood at the single window that was within the small inn room. Her gaze starred down below were she could watch the new and old patron of the inn enter and exit. Her silence told a world of stories, one that many knew as being alone. Seemingly she could appear to be indifferent to any to most all situations, but being in the midst of larger crowds seemed to make her the black sheep, putting her apart from most everyone else. The only thing she could add it all up to was the fact that she was a freak of nature of sorts. After all how many people did one know that could do the things she could to the mind? She could make dreams when sleeping, as well as make dreams for others, speaking/whisper into the minds of others, even hinder there thoughts and cause pain like talons scraping at the brain.<br/><br/>Her lips pursed to the thought as she reflected on last nights events, it seemed good that she could do these yet, made her so different from everyone else, though did that really bother her that much? As of yet she couldn't quite tell, but sooner or later perhaps she would be able to. Pulling back from the window she moved to the closet, dragging on her velvet leather pants and a black laced corset. The front of the corset dipped low, it showed off the upper portion of lush breast, though concealed the complete swell of her assets. Her black hair curled at the tips brushing the tops of her shoulders as she moved towards the door of her room.<br/><br/>Exiting out of the room, the taps of her boots sounded above those that lingered and laughed with those around them. Making her way to the bottom of the establishment, she cut her way through the growing crowd.  Going to the bar she sat on one of the dozen bar stools that lined the front of the bar. The only company that seemed to be there was the tender and the male that sat three seats from her. Her silver hues raised up to meet the tender, which he glanced at before turning his attention else were. It was hard for anyone to really meet her in the eyes, for the simple fact that they were not of a normal hue. In a sense it bothered her, and most of the time she made sure to hide her gaze. Hell she thought by the simple fact of saving a little girls life would at least earn her a little lead way. Seemed that really didn't matter to most of those here in this village, too much like home.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">I hope the next one to get attacked by the beast is the tender...</span><br/><br/>She let the thought linger in her head as she propped a elbow on the counter, leaning her chin into it as she looked to the bottles that lined the counter behind the bar. Life was a bitch, but most people didn't take kindly to a hunter.... or huntress in this matter. None the less she sat there for sometime, coming up with the next game plan, seemed she wasn't going to get much help here in this village, much less something to eat or drink. Seemed like she was going to be the only member of the hunting party that was going out to find the beast from last night. Perhaps it was better to be alone then to be in mass numbers that had no idea what they were doing.<br/><br/>Though as she saying goes.... theres only one way to find out.