Alicia sighed softly, her warm breath would meet the cold of the night air and burst free from her soft red hued lips. As the soft clouds of white breath fell from her lips and filled the night air as too did the sound of soft steps against the newly laid timber paths of the bay. Slowly Alica peered up from beneath her hood, letting her eyes examine the mostly silent night that surrounded her. Hues of orange filled the night about the bay as fires and candles blazed through the windows of cabins and homes along the walk way of which Alicia stood upon. Finally Alicia took a single stride forward and regained her path, which she had seemingly stopped to find. At the end of the walk way stood a tall building, one which seemed to hold the bow of a ship upon it's front along with balconies and small rope bridges. After a few moments of slow paced strides Alicia found herself passing a huge lightly blue hued shark of sorts which hung close to the entrance of the Tavern, filling it with the distinct salty tang and smell that only freshly caught fish could truly hold.<br/><br/>Eventually Alicia, who to others would be no more than a dark hooded figure, stepped into the orange glow of the tavern's door way. Just as before, she stopped a moment, turning her head to slowly examine the sigh to her right which read "Salty Sailor Tavern". Alicia would turn her gaze back to the warmth of the orange glow and step inside the tavern, instantly maneuvering to the right to make her way down the small entrance corridor and into the tightly packed main bar area of the noise filled tavern.<br/><br/>People of all sizes, races and creeds filled the tavern. The tables all but few seemed filled and the bar, where maids and barmen hurried to take orders and serve drinks was equally as packed. It would seem that this eve' of all eves' was the worst possible for Alicia to attend, for she was here on business and not pleasure. Again just as  before she set off on her slow and elegant strides across the bar, now with the heavy light of fires and candles her long brightly hued elven ears could be seen poking upwards from her hood as she approached the bar. Spotting a small opening she quickly pounced upon it before another could. Slipping between a seated dwarf and a towering dull greenly hued Orc she'd leaned forward onto the bar, her features mostly hidden by her draping hood. All one could make out from say the front of sides of her was her pale chin and soft red lips, not to mention the long and somewhat bouncy ears that her race seemed to be custom to.<br/><br/>Eventually, after waiting a good few minutes a barman approached her, a weary and somewhat forced smile held upon the young humans face "What can I get for you?" He'd ask, his voice again carrying the tone of one who was weary yet perhaps inquisitive. Alicia would not look up to give more of her features away, she assumed her mysterious aura was not uncommon in parts such as these and so far she imagined she had hid herself well, so much so that the barman was not quite sure of her sex, due to the heavy black traveling cloak that truly hid her body minus her black and red trimmed leather boots. "A room for the eve, if you would be so kind." She'd say in a tone loud enough for the barman to clearly hear her above the rest of the loud and busy inn. The barman would smirk a moment as he peered about himself "I uhh-...Don't know if you'd notice due to that hood of yours, but we're packed. Won't be any rooms here for the night" he'd say in a accent that could firmly place him originally from the kingdom of Stormwind. With a soft and perhaps disappointed sigh Alicia would simply reply "Then a drink, mead and not the type that tastes as if it was brewed in the belly of swine". The barman would give a nod before heading off to attend to the business that Alicia had supplied.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>