<strong>Name;</strong>Mizuki Silverwing<br/><strong>Location;</strong>The Prancing Pony. Everesta<br/><strong>Tagged;</strong>Victoria Blaze, Morgul the Necromancer, Eldrith Lightstone<br/><br/>Mizuki is tired... no, she already beyond tired, she's downright knackered. Understandably so since she had been flying for days to end until she by chance manage to spot the city. She landed just a few feet off the city's gate to not startle the gate keepers, she had learned her lesson the last time she landed right on top of the gate, those arrows and spears nearly turn her wings into feather dusters until she finally managed to tell them that it was an accident.<br/><br/>As soon as she landed, she folded her wings and disguise them into what look like part of her dress in order to make them less conspicuous, very few races have natural wings anymore and most of them are considered legend or myth, either hunted or revered as divine or demon, none of such options are attractive for her. She pulled out a map from her pouch and compass as she tried to make sense her location while cursing under her breath to her inability to read map while flying, it simply not feasible as the wind is more likely to blow the map away rather than letting her to actually read it, best she could do was to read it before taking flight and head to the general direction and with luck, she could probably reach the nearest city.<br/><br/>As she walked toward the direction of the city, she saw several people hunting monsters, some looks quite veteran while others look like newbies which she assumed to be trainees or apprentices of the veterans. She smiles softly as she points her staff toward the group and casts several supportive magic for them which the group smiles at her appreciatively. Not long after, she sigh in relief when she saw the gate which means that she was heading to the right direction.<br/><br/>Walking through the gate, she sighs again as she saw that there is a tavern not far from her position which she immediately enters. She saw that the tavern appear to be quite busy with people sitting in groups on the table and chatting away. She approached the barkeeper and immediately booked a room and a bottle of milk for herself. After getting both her key and the drink, she looks around to find a place to sit but finds that all of them are occupied. She saw that one of the table for 4 are only occupied by 3 people and immediately approached them before greeting them politely, "Sorry, may I sit here? everywhere else is full."