<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/joXEzs9.jpg?1)  </div>Stela Raynov<br/>Alignment: Chaotic Good<br/>Class: Unchained Rogue<br/>Myth-Weavers Sheet (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=688997)<br/><br/>Watching Lydia and Melisandre discuss, she casts a quick look over to Kiera to see if she'll offer some rational reason not to ... then, almost like a puppy, glances back and forth between them.<br/><br/>At first, she's rather excited--  although she's a bit worn out from their last undertaking, and the idea of sleeping in a town so toxic that they will need their own food is unnerving.  The notion of a bit of luxury is tempting... sleeping in a warm bed, having a hot bath, getting a massage and warm food and all those comforts that she's<i>just now</i>learning to enjoy for herself, not see as a service for others only.<br/><br/>Comfort seems out of reach, and she shrugs and raises her hand.  "In."  She then drinks her mulled wine again and looks nervously around as if the 'outburst' were too much for the ambience.