Verleen had long ago gave up on ever finding her father. Though she had a detailed description of him, she hadn't got a clue of where he was going. From when she had asked people if they saw a man who looked like him, she had gotten responses from them asking perhaps that he didn't want to be found. She hadn't thought of that. From what her mother said, her father loved her just as much as she loved him. But what if that wasn't the case? Why did he leave if that was the case. When she was younger, and far less jaded she believed that he must be in some sort of trouble. But as she learned more about the world, the harsh reality that he just didn't want to deal with a woman and a child came up. She tried to think more positive, but the people she had spoken to seemed to think that was the case. Over the years of searching for him, she found that she liked traveling and fighting when the opportunity came up.<br/>The men she met thought that a woman fighter was a little strange, and a bit daunting so she had given up with the love business. With how torn her mother was when her father left, she took that as a warning too. That could happen to her. She didn't trust men very much, but being a friendly sort of person she would be friends with one if she met one that seemed suited to her. Women seemed a little easier to be friends with though. She always thought that her heart was going to be broken, though she did not easily share it. She kept at a distance with them. As soon as she realized that a man was not interested in her romantically, she trusted them more though.<br/>She had been traveling for years now, and was hoping for someone to have an adventure with. She had a few leads into something to do, but nothing too serious. She hated being alone. Most people she had found to travel with had to leave for some reason or another, so she was beginning to think there was something about her that people didn't like. What was it? She could change if it meant that the person (or people) traveling with her would stay around.<br/>In her travels, she noticed a sign about some kind of quest. She headed to the inn moved towards the area that it had mentioned. She looked around for the person who made the request, ordering herself some ale and turkey for her to dine on while waiting. Hopefully this would be the journey she was waiting for, and the other people who took the quest would be pleasant.<br/>She looked at the server.<br/>"Excuse me, do you know who made the sign about the quest? I would be interested in trying out for it. I am an experienced fighter. Strange I know for a woman, but...I guess I am not like most women. Most of them want a relationship. That is farthest from my mind. With how things went with my mother and father...well."<br/>To most people, they wouldn't give so much information to a stranger. But once you got Verleen going, it was hard to get her to shut up! She kept rattling off words to the tender as she studied the other people in the place. It might be important after all. She was pretty good at reading faces by now since she had been to many inns in the past.