Keira looked at Alex's scar, then smiled slightly.  "Hah, only five feet tall?  I've been fighting monsters that big since I was six!" she said with a laugh.  "Besides, all a messy scar means is that you were too slow to dodge out of the way."  Turning to the rest of the group, she downed the rest of her ale before continuing.  "Really, you all have nothing to worry about as long as I'm there.  You may not see much of the world living in a town like this, but I've been traveling since I was a pup, and not just to different cities.  Fighting monsters is a daily routine for us."<br/><br/>When Alex suggested they head out early in the morning, Keira nodded.  "Sure thing, but you better not keep me waiting," she said, downing even more ale.  Once she was done, she tossed a few coins onto the table and stood up.  "See you all in the morning," she said with a wave and walked off.  Anyone that paid attention to how she walked would see that, despite her boisterous attitude and having recently downed several drinks, her walk didn't even have as much as a stagger, as if she wasn't actually drunk at all... or at least, she was used to being this drunk, enough to not have it impair her movements.<br/><br/>The next morning, just as she said, she was sitting on a rock near the town gates, waiting for the rest of the group to show up.  Predictably, she was also holding onto a mug, and a small barrel was sitting on the ground next to her.