<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/37/41/6b/37416b4923a623e800c94211fe2c6d95.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong><strong>No'Lien Vessar</strong>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=295336.msg14476631#msg14476631)<br/><strong>Time of day:</strong>25th of Duscar (December), Morning.<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Emon, Central District, the Light-Heart Tavern, Brothel, and Inn<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Everyone!!!<br/><strong>Content:</strong>No'lien shows up at Light-Heart Tavern<br/><strong>Notes:</strong>none yet<br/><strong>Stats:</strong>HP: 23, AC 14, Passive perception: 15<br/><br/><hr/><br/>No'lien stretched and then readjusted her cloak around herself to ward off the cold as she walked out of the stables. She had just returned the horse she borrowed from the guards for her mission to Fort Daxio.  It had been a coded verbal message for the Commander of the Fort and she had a coded verbal reply to give to her Aunt.  The young elf strolled down the streets of Emon on the way to the castle, although she was going to stop off and see Alana first.  It has been several days since she has seen her gnome friend, really more of an extended cousin.    Her Aunt Vex'ahlia had asked her to deliver the message because she could be trusted and no one would expect her to be a messenger.  The story everyone had about why she was visiting her Aunt was that she was a bored niece that wanted to see the big city.  Whenever she had been around the Council or nobles, she had played up the roll of a young foolish woman who was more concerned with were the next adventure was going to be, than what was actually happening around her.   Which wasn't actually far off, she had been getting restless at home in Whitestone, everyone knew her there and she couldn't really getting into any trouble.  And let's be honest, Whitestone was up in a corner of the continent, in the cold of the mountains and no one travelled there unless they had a good reason. In Emon she could practice the skills Aunt Vex'ahlia and Uncle Percy had been teaching her.<br/><br/>The second reason she was here was to be a pair of ears for her Aunt, to go around and listen to what people were saying in town that they wouldn't say in front of a noble or anyone associated with the Council.  She was a young foolish, elven woman, no one took her seriously and she got to work on disguising herself when she went out into Emon and wandered to different bars and taverns.  And there was always someone who wanted to impression the pretty young maiden, the pervs.  Of course there were places her Aunt forbid her to go, which meant she just had to make sure she wasn't caught going there.  She spent her days since arriving in Emon wandering the streets the city, gathering rumors and stories that the average person was telling and take those up to her Aunt.  The hope was that she would hear pieces of the puzzle that would help her Aunt figure out what was causing the rising tension and problems.  She was expressly forbidden to look directly into things, she was just here to gather rumors and stories.  Hmmpphff, as if that was going to be all she did if she saw the opportunity, her Aunts and Uncles had started grand adventures by her age, she could to, just had to find one and people of like mind to help watch her back.<br/><br/>Even though it appeared that No'lien was unfocused on what was going on around her, the truth was she was actually very aware of her surroundings.  A lesson that had been drilled into her by her Uncle Percy over and over, always be aware of your surroundings.  As she approached people she was always evaluating them, their potential danger to her and capabilities, she couldn't help it anymore, it was like breathing to her.  Anyone looking at her would only see a young elven woman of moderate means who was armed and moved like she knew how to protect herself.  Her black leather armor was of average quality, her soft, calf length boots were worn with use but still in good shape, a black, old cloak was draped over her shoulders, and her rapier was in a plain sheath with no adornments, nothing about her pointed towards her being nobility or having much coin on her.<br/><br/>She was on her way up to the castle, but first she was going to stop off the the Light Heart Tavern and say hey to Alana.  It was on her way, how could she not stop and it wasn't like she was running that late, yes Aunt Vex'ahlia had expected her to be home yesterday, but the road had been crap and she had gotten caught in a big rain storm and had to stop to wait it out.  But she could take care of herself, and her Aunt knew it, after all she had been responsible for a lot of her training while she was growing up.  She smiled as the Light-Heart tavern came into sight and her step picked up a bit.  Entering the bar, she instantly scanned everyone inside as she wondered of Gil and Keri were around and her eyes lit up with interest, there were several new people.<br/><br/>There was a green haired elf standing at the job board, the person moved with the hint of experience in combat, she would have to talk to them later, when an opening happened.  It was always good to catch up with a fellow elf.  One male customer at a table finishing off breakfast and the satisfied smile of other services.  Alana talking with her wife Esmeralda at the bar, she was about to wave at them when she noticed the last customer, a woman who had the air of lost and dejection about her.  Alana most not have seen the woman yet, or else she would already be over there offering the woman some comfort.<br/><br/>No'lien immediately moved toward the woman, with the knowledge that Alana would be over soon.  She stopped a respectful distance away from woman and was able to identify that she had elven blood in her.  The woman's dress was heavy for Emon and of an unfamiliar cut, the shoulder guard was out of place since she didn't see a bow of any kind,  "Hello Miss, I am No'lien, may I sit with you?   And I hope this isn't too forward, but I see that you are a traveller and I would love to hear stories of your travels.  I love meeting people from different places and hearing their stories, in return I would be happy to provide a good meal for you."  She let a hopeful, kind expression emerge on her face as she looked at the woman.