<br/><strong>Name:</strong>Helia Plum-Tail<br/><strong>Size:</strong>5'9 163 lbs<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Street outside the bar<br/><strong>Time:</strong>the present<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Stanis, Johannah, Lesslie, open<br/><br/>Helia stared at the woman expectantly, though as the woman continued to stare and fumble for words the draconian woman found her gaze beginning to drift back towards her plate of mutton. Gods was she hungry, she wished she could eat, however decorum dictated that she couldn't just start chowing down while in the middle of polite conversation, especially with someone who appeared to be of higher birth. She had done that once before and received a swift reprimand from her mistress, and had made sure never to let it happen again. Still it would help if the woman got to the point, she didn't mind the staring, but if that was all she wanted she could have just said as much.<br/><br/>As the girl finally began to speak Helia cocked her head to the side in confusion, "Adventuring types...?" she repeated, clearly confused. Like a hero or something? Glancing back up at the tall man she supposed he looked like he fit the description all right, but Helia was about as far from an adventurer as one could get, in her own mind at least. However before she could correct the woman the blonde changed the topic, apologizing for her staring, "Oh it's quite alright, I'm used to being evaluated. It reminds me of home actually..." she said, offering the woman a small smile, since she obviously thought it was a bigger deal than it was. "sorry if I am simply making presumptions, but if the rest of your body is as interested as your eyes are I-"<br/><br/>However she never finished that sentence, as she suddenly felt the hairs on the back of her neck stand up, able to feel someone close behind her, not like the other mass of people behind her mind you, more like someone who was standing there deliberately. The noble woman was quick to confirm her suspicions, pointing out the purple haired girl standing behind them. "Hmmm?" Helia mused, craning her head back to peer over her shoulder at the woman. For a brief moment she smirked as she took in her visage, it was like a paler version of herself...well, except for the eyes, and the scaleless limbs, and the tail was a completely different shape...actually now that she thought about the only thing they really had in common was the hair wasn't it. Helia turned to the woman to better hear here, but it seemed whatever plague had marred the noble woman's talking skills had afflicted this young woman as well. Instinctively Helia clasped a hand over her lips, not wanting to contract whatever the strange disease attacking people's vocal chords was.<br/><br/>However unlike the blonde woman this woman's timidness was taken to a whole new level, as she bated a hasty retreat from the bar, seemingly heading straight out the door. For a moment Helia looked back to the other two, brow cocked in confusion, her expression asking them a question they obviously didn't hold the answer too, "Forgive me if this sounds rude, but are all women in this village so...hmmm, 'bashful' I guess is the word? It seems odd that you would approach someone only to immediately run away..." Helia questioned, sounding rather earnest in her inquiry since she really had little reference for how people in the outside world were supposed to act. Kneeling down she scooped up a cloak off the ground and sniffed at it curiously. As she suspected the same scent from the woman clung heavily to the garment.<br/><br/>"excuse me for a moment" Helia said to the two, making her way out the bar in the other woman's wake. Stepping outside Helia was immediately hit by the damp and the chill of the pouring rain. She hated the cold, doubly so when it came slamming down onto her none stop, but she continued on regardless, "Oi!" Helia called out when she spotted the familiar head of purple hair, reaching out and clasping the girl's shoulder with a clawed hand, "you forgot this..." she said plainly, her expression stoic yet dutiful, holding the cloak out to the woman as the rain continued to pour down around them. "It's too late to avoid getting wet, but regardless someone will probably steal this if you leave it there" she said, her body seeming to tremble slightly in the cold weather, but she didn't let it show on her face.