Crystal sat in seclusion in her room finishing her meditative trance the only way she had found that she could relax and recover, as much as Crystal had tried to sleep she had found she never could and had spent many an hour staring at ceilings and tossing and turning in her bed.  Crystal did not understand why she had to recover and rest in such a fashion and it troubled her that she did not seam able to rest like other humans and made for some awkward moments in the past.<br/><br/>She opened her eyes and peered down at the bowl of cold water resting before her on the wood floor, she gently dipped her delicate slender fingers into the small pool and refreshed her face. Standing up and stretching out she moved across the room to wash and cleanse herself before facing the tavern for another day.  Slipping into her dress she checked her hair and appearance in her hand mirror before adjusting her jewellery and the signet ring that hung upon a chain about her neck resting above her ample bosom.<br/><br/>Crystal headed out of her room and gracefully moved down the wooden creaky stairs to make her way into the bar, she wore the same look  as usual a neutral mask her features however where far from cold and she was not detached just distant and always observant. She took up an apron from the bar and moved into her place behind the bar she glanced across at Harry and Tess and afforded them each a polite friendly nod.  She took to cleaning some of the flagons, tankards and mugs and casually glanced over at the door. Her mind wondered just where they might be now and if it would involve an peril and danger perhaps give her a chance to discover more about who she was and the world.<br/><br/>Crystal glanced to Harry again wondering if she would be permitted to leave the bar, but as he was the only other present at the bar and Tess was taking in the sights she decided it best to wait. Perhaps she could ask her about it when things where quite or an opportunity presented itself, maybe she would investigate on her break or after work. Crystal had often wondered if she might escape into one of the different places the Tavern visited when she was permitted to leave but the Tavern was all she knew and she never felt the urge not to return yet.<br/><br/>She smiled weakly at Harry and lined up the cleaned flagons, tankards and mugs on a shelf behind the bar. She wiped at the top with a wet cloth while glancing about and looking for patrons demanding attention or in need of service.<br/><br/>