As they continued forward and weaved through the thickening throngs, she kept her eyes and ears pealed. Something was still unsettling her. Like a nagging sense that there was something in front of her that she just wasn't seeing. Sure, she was getting gawked at by almost every male within sight, but they usually kept moving. Muttering to herself while she tried to place the feeling she said, "What is it with humans and elves?"<br/><br/>She was finally forced to push the situation from her mind once more as they drew near a seemingly well to do tavern. Looking over at Kusval to better read him, she paused just outside the door. "I'm sorry." she said in complete honesty after a moments silence. She could well hazard a guess as to what areas the man's tale passed and none of them were very pretty. She could see his reason for hesitation.<br/><br/>Motioning him towards the tavern door on a sudden impulse to have a seat and a meal, she entered and looked around the still vacant room save one patron slumped in a cup close to the bar. Walking over to a table in the far right hand corner, she pulled the chair closest to the back wall out and positioned it in the corner then sat down. From here she could keep an eye out on the room and would be able to observe the comings and goings which shouldn't be too heavy considering the early hour.<br/><br/>As she sat she nodded to her companion and started speaking more to fill the need to offer something of herself in return for the information she had been given. "I am familiar with raw deals." she said calmly. "I have spent most of my life being shunned by my own people. In fact, the only reason I am here at this moment is because I made a pass at someone I shouldn't have." Waving the serving woman over, she made a request for a light ale then waited as it was brought to her.<br/><br/>Looking down into her cup she smirked to herself. "Truth be offered, I don't really care about the dragon. I just want to belt the smiles and smirks off of my people's faces by returning in good health." Shrugging at the over simplified statement, she figured that to be the best way to express it. She didn't need anyone's approval nor did she seek it. While her people generally weren't openly hostile, they did have a way of making their opinions of you known in a sickeningly polite and deathly sweet manner. She preferred the open hostilities of the younger elves as opposed to the older ones that seemed to take immense satisfaction in playing word games and appearing to be polite on the surface.<br/><br/>Taking a swallow of her drink she nodded and settled in waiting for the morning meal to be cooked.