Tamras, meanwhile, had begun already to draw her cowl and slink through the small gathering for the door. Where exactly it was that she expected to shelter, but she seemed not the least bit concerned with abiding at the tavern for the night.<br/><br/>“<span style="color: teal">I am already accommodated,</span>” she explained vaguely over her shoulder as she drew her cloak. "<span style="color: teal">The first light of dawn shall find me back here,</span>" she thought to assure all afterwards.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>