Despite the importance of her mission, Lady Lucille couldn't help but be refreshed by the full light of day - her long, lovely legs eating up the distance with each stride, taking in the sights as she made her way along. It was a small town...But a friendly one, a robust one, bustling with life. Exactly the kind of place the Order was meant to defend...And she'd do so, gladly, for the sake of all the people here-!<br/><br/>The tavern's batwings creaked, as she stepped through the door - Pausing, just a moment, to glance up at the sign...Her full lips quirking in a slight smile, with distinct interest! There was<em>definitely</em>a story in that; she'd have to ask about it sometime. A soft giggle thrummed from Lucille's lips, as she dipped her head in a little nod - returning the greeting, her slim fingers rising to brush her midnight tresses back from her deep blue eyes.<br/><br/>"Please~" she purred, with a playful lilt to her sweet voice - "...Call me 'Lucille'."<br/><br/>She sauntered over to the bar - At this time of the morning, the tavern wasn't *that* busy - as she eased herself into a seat, crossing her legs with a smooth scrape of stockings. The lady knight moved with a dancer's grace, despite her armor; her smile lingering, as she leaned her cheek against her gloved hand.<br/><br/>"Father Nandel sent me," Lucille said - Slim shoulders lifting in a slight shrug. "I'm to help with your orc problem...He told me that you'd have supplies for the trip." Her expression sobered, the lovely brunette drawing herself up a little straighter; "My apologies for the short notice; I'll be happy to compensate you at full price." She let her gaze wander, her voice lowering - "...If at all possible, I would like to speak to John Yinil, too. If he's willing, of course."<br/><br/>She certainly didn't want to trouble him - But anything he could tell her would probably help a<em>lot</em>. At the very least, he'd have a better idea of what was going on-!