"A registration office? Alright, I'll look into that, then." Alaedra nods, smiling almost politely.<br/><br/>She continues to search, hoping to find something nice to wear out, maybe something that actually fits pretty good that Surtur can adjust easily so she can take it straight away.<br/><br/>"How long will it take you to have those things I've requested ready? And how about something I can take now? You've got my measurements, can you think of anything off hand that might fit me?"