(http://img10.imageshack.us/img10/3649/pursmall.jpg)<br/><strong>Eira</strong><br/><br/>Pulling her hood up, Eira took a look at the crowd. "Heh, it's definitely Orlais. Only they could be having a festival while their neighboring country is in the brink of a Blight." She said to no one in particular.<br/><br/>Eira looked at Goraidh and the girl. She couldn't help but smile a little bit when Cirnelle made a comment about them. She stopped walking to take a look around them as Raid and Claira walked away. Cirnelle seemed just as excited as the girl. "Tell you what, go find a nice place for us to eat and we'll meet up within the hour at that Aveline statue over there." She said, pointing towards the statue of the female knight that was surrounded by flowers and a steel fence. She didn't even ask where the elf got the coin. After all, right now they couldn't afford to be picky, especially with the Templars still about.<br/><br/>"I'll go find us lodging for the moment. Maybe I'll try to find that Black Rune Inn that the note mentions." With that, she gave Cirnelle a slight pat on the shoulder and walked away.<br/><br/>~<br/><br/>Claira excitedly tried to take a peek at the puppet show, but there were many people in the crowd. Next to them, a father had his boy on his shoulders. Claira looked up at Goraidh but she couldn't bring herself to ask him to do the same.<br/><br/>Eira walked towards the Black Rune Inn after she spotted it down the streets. The festivities had almost all buildings covered in flowers and flags, with confetti carpeting the stone streets. She entered the building and walked up to the counter. To further confuse anyone that might be following them, be it Templar or not, she signed them in as a family of three; Claira being Raid and Eira's daughter and their elf servant, Cirnelle. It seemed to be the most convenient and believable lie at the moment, and it also made them seem less threatening.