Stopping before the tavern, Serenee sighed; she hated taverns. She had yet to find one that didn't reek of stale sweat, unwashed bodies and garlic. Still if she wanted her necklace back she had no choice but to enter.<br/><br/>Swinging down from her gelding, she whistled for her animal companion; a large black wolf who came shooting out from between the building where he had been nosing around. Handing the reins to the stable boy and pressing a few small coins into his palm she asked that Mornasilme be made comfortable.<br/><br/>Instructing Nanook to stay at her side as she wasn't about to leave him outside where anything could happen to him; she pushed open the doors and entered. It took a moment for her eyes to adjust to the dimmer lightening inside.<br/><br/>She didn't see Eoa among those gathered so found a table where she could sit with her back to the wall as she waited; her grey eyes drifting over the others there. There was one on whom her eyes lingered; an elven female. Serenee wondered if they were kin as they seemed to closely resemble each other.