<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/uqGUNNX.png)</div>The tailed female certainly caught Bell’s attention with the idea of a “fairy flower”. Which had her distracted for a moment, letting her guard down. Although they were seated at the same table, Bell was more or less wary of strangers. Only revealing carefully chosen facts about herself.<br/><br/>“Erm...Well, witchcraft offers quite a broad spectrum of skill sets..” Winked Bell at the aspiring guardswoman, intently leaving the answer somewhat vague. Finished with her meal and pleasantly tipsy from the pint, Justin had ordered for the merry group, Bell decided to follow this colorful group of females towards the town hall.<br/><br/>She was the last one to enter the vast hall. She couldn’t shake the feeling of intimidation as she glanced at the raised stone platform at the end of the hall. The flickering light of torches that littered the walls, emitted a warm light, which danced across Bell’s finely rounded noble features.<br/><br/>Their group was received by two mature, armor-clad a males. Bell instantly noted the aura of authority lingering upon them, as well as the subtle handsomeness, which both of them seemed to have in common. However, it were the scars one of them was bearing, which she found utterly exciting.<br/><br/>Bell simply nodded kindly at the welcome and like her fellow patrons and awaited her turn to speak if needed. She took a seat on a pillow behind everyone else. As Justine introduced herself, Bell concluded her preconception, the warrior was certainly nobility.