Though she had taken part in much of the revelry, it hadn’t been more than an observer sitting at a tavern’s bar.  Watching everyone dance and have a good time.  She didn’t dare leave her seat while there were attractive women dancing.  Not that people didn’t try as she was drinking some wine bough to the village by some of the elves.  It was so hard to just stay a wall flower though with so many people taking interest in her exotic look, even for an elf.  Not many, if any of the people of this starting town had ever seen a dark skinned elf of any form.<br/><br/>It was a little insulting when some of them actually asked which of her parent the human was, or some other species.  After the third time of that Tygrane left the tavern and found her way to one of the large trees outside with the bottle of wine.  Passing by the one legged soldier before climbing up into the boughs of the old tree in the town, one of the few not cut down to make room for human habitation.  She soon fell asleep cradled in the branches of the tree.<br/><br/>Only to be woken up at dawn.  With a headache.  It took her a few moments to find the group after collecting her things from her room at the inn and meeting them.  She made sure to put the bottle of wine in her pack.  Plenty left for another night or two later.  Though the group she found herself in was a bit larger than she had expected.  It caused her to pull at her light leather armor to make sure everything she wanted to hide was hidden.<br/><br/>On their trek she stayed on the outskirts of the group.  Especially since she wanted to find some herbs for her headache.  Half way through the morning her headache was gone.  Once they got the clearing and were setting up camp she went to work.  After watching for a long while where the goblins had scampered off to her own tent was quick before she headed to the edge of the clearing and found a tree to climb up into.  There she strung a hammock as well.  That was what she relaxed into for now.<br/><br/>At the question from their leader Tyg spoke up.<span style="color: #006600">“I have no qualms with taking first watch.”</span>She called down from her hammock as she noticed the hooded and cloaked figure talking to Igney.  Though his suggestion that the place may contain a harem of beautiful women, no matter how much of a jest it was, Tyg’s curse had a twitch reaction.  Tyg had some practice and kept that from showing on her face.  Though seeing him chugging ale made Tyg wish she had pulled the wine from her bag.<span style="color: #006600">“What exactly is this place we were sent to look through anyway?”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>