<br/><strong>Name:</strong>Helia Plum-Tail<br/><strong>Size:</strong>5'9 163 lbs<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Vine and Horn Inn and Tavern<br/><strong>Time:</strong>the present<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Stanis, Johannah, open<br/><br/>For a tense moment that felt like a small eternity, Helia stood there beneath the giant man's suspicious gaze. Had she said something wrong? Was he angered by her answer? What was going on? Should she apologize? Would this man do anything in such a crowded bar? Would anyone be able to stop him if he did? Surely she couldn't. However instead of pile driving her until she was no more, the man simply slammed his fist down on the bar and belted out a hearty laugh, and for a brief moment Helia's scales metaphorically turned ghostly white before the timid creature realized she was probably off the hook. "Uh...yeah...heheh..." she said, joining in the man's laughter with a nervous chuckle.<br/><br/>When the man suddenly offered her his spot at the bar Helia found a smile tugging at the corners of her lips. Perhaps this man wasn't as intimidating as she first thought. Then again Helia tended to be instantly more trusting of anyone who helped her procure food, so perhaps she was just trading one misguided opinion of the man for another. Taking his hand she leaned in towards the front of the bar and placed her coin down again, "Thank you" the half breed said softly, giving him a bowing nod of her head. This time the bar keeper snatching it up and calling back for the cooks to carve her up some mutton.<br/><br/>The plate had just slid in front of her and she was about to sink her teeth into it when a voice suddenly called out from behind them. Raising a brow Helia turned her head to see a woman in a rather unfittingly elegant looking gown, her golden blonde hair and dazzling blue eyes making her stand out like a sore thumb in such a ruckus tavern (not that the woman with purple scales and a lizard tail had any place to talk). Helia followed the woman's gaze as it swept across her body. She knew what the look meant, after all most of her interactions with strangers had begun with such looks, and then ended with sticky cuddling, and obviously having been raised to accept such things she took no offense. If anything the dracmer girl seemed to subconsciously turn her body at an angle that would better show off her form to the woman's appraising eye, as if unknowingly defaulting to her old training, "Greetings m'lady" Helia said with a respectful bow, much deeper than the simple nod she had given Stanis, detecting a more noble air from this woman and thus granting her a larger show of respect, "Helia ma'am" she answered promptly, catching the woman's eye once her gaze finally returned from it's lingering, "Was there, something you needed of me?" Helia asked, still not used to the idea of people coming up and greeting one another for no reason other than small talk. Usually when someone of such a regal disposition came up to her it was for one very specific purpose, and based on the woman's hungered glances she was starting to think perhaps that was her goal after all.