The loud singing in the tavern was enervating, the drunken slurs of people who had too much to drink and didn't know when to stop. Nevertheless, the joyful atmosphere and loud noises were the perfect place to overhear serious conversations without being noticed, if one was lucky enough to find such a thing. Ayris smiled covering her face even further with the hood of her brown cloak, her eyes shining with interest as she careful leaned in her chair, getting closer to a pair of men that were discussing something about a mysterious plague and the King's request for help. Interesting. Ayris interest was picked even before the king's name came up, but to have such a powerful man interested in something like a plague... Having heard enough, the woman stood up, leaving the tavern, as unnoticed as she had been when she entered.<br/><br/>The city was colored orange by the sun, the buildings creating an atmosphere that was somehow different from day light. Ayris adjusted her cloak around her, taking the hood off, and passing a hand through her messy hair. A nice day. A feeling of calmness she loved so much. Tarith was probably waiting somewhere, but he could wait a few more moments. She walked calmly in the streets, ignoring the people around her as she made her way to the Guild. She reached the building, sending a impressed and long look to its guardian. A beautiful tiger, fitting well with the shades of orange cast on the building. Her attention shifted to a huge man, impulsive, probably, that opened the Guild's door, announcing he was there for the King's Quest. Silently, Ayris walked behind him, looking inside the doors, and waiting for the answer he would get.