<strong>Navarro Tavern</strong><br/><br/>It does not take long for Bela to reach the desired destination.   That being the tavern, most like to go and have a few drinks in.   It had not been her plan to go out this evening.   However, when the orders came down,  that she is to report tomorrow evening.   Around a day in advance.  It meant a dangerous mission is coming up.  An well the length of it could be short or on the other spectrum long.<br/><br/>Entering the tavern,   Bela sweep a glance over the common room of the establishment.   Of course she could not see past the immediate clientele closes to her at the door.   For most are at least a good foot taller then she is.   Especially the Klingons which make up the majority of patrons within the inn.<br/><br/>After the momentarily pause,  Bela would make her way towards the bar.   Squeezing past the bigger bodies.