Elizabeth smirked slightly at his surprise. She got that quite often, though her gender would not have been a mystery were it not for the fact that the Witch-Killer knighthood was secretive enough to keep their methods, and themselves, quite secretive.<br/><br/>She bent forward slightly to examine the maps. Hair was clearly quite wavy, and red. It was tied back in a braid that stretched down into her coat of mail. Her eyes were an emerald green, and she turned to look at Vir before returning her gaze to the maps.<br/><br/>"Much appreciated," she said, "but I'm afraid that what I need is a place to stay, and time to accomplish what I've come for. Also, information on the wildlife, in the Tavern, specifically."<br/><br/>She gestures to the Elf and Orc.<br/><br/>"I'm not the only traveller who stopped in at the tavern, I'm guessing, and you must know as well as I, what comes in out of the mist can be worse then what dwells in it," she said. She really did need a place to stay, and information, though figuring out why she'd been sent was her mission for the time being, so accomplishing what she'd come for would really only tell her what she'd come for.<br/><br/>