Freywind figured she should try to find quiet place where she could sit by herself as she plotted her next step, or decided to approach someone. Taking an empty seat near the back wall, she settled down.<br/><br/>Her father taught her long ago, never sit with her back to a door. For the first time, though the patrons here seemed jovial, she understood why. It would be all to easy for someone to sneak through the crowd and plant a blade between someone's shoulders. When she got herself comfortable she flagged the barmaid down.