Maria Estella strode forward through the town looking for the meeting place, adjusting her pack as she moved. She looking about with the wonder she had felt ever since she had landed in Avalon. She had mentally committed herself to her cover, which like all good covers had a large part of truth to it.  She was simply a traveling student come to expand her studies and deliver letters from her own Alma Mater. Though she stood out with her long black hair and distinct Castillian features her skin was fair enough that she might not seem too far out of place. Maria's almond shaped face was aglow as she paused every so often to open her note book and find a spot to scribble some notes.<br/><br/><em>Well Maria, this is what you get for slacking off on sketching and not learning as you should have--need to focus on that again and add it to your stable, oh the things you've seen. </em>She thought to herself as she made copious notes with her pencil.<br/><br/>Dusting off her hands Maria returned her notebook to her satchel and moved on still enjoying every little detail, from the clothing to the architecture of even the most mundane of buildings. The people of Avalon even excited her with their exuberance, something that would shock some of the of the more dour adherents of the Vaticine faith back home. Maria knew she could not stay so distracted for long but she was going to enjoy it while she could. So it was that when she ducked into the tavern she did not see the large fellow about to be seated  in the in front of her...<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body"> So as not to Godmod I leave it totally up to you Muse if she runs into Bran headlong, he sidesteps her completely, or he just jostles her a bit---thought I might be a fun way to "meet." </div></div>