Sophia walked slowly with her hooded cloak hiding her from the rain, moving toward the tavern spoken of in the note. She wasn't sure how this was going to go; whether others were already there or not. She figured she was late though, it had taken her quite a bit longer then she thought to get out of the house. Regardless now, here she was; walking into the shadows situated between the two district in her fine leathers. She did not wear her jewelry tonight, figuring it did nothing but invite trouble, and she knew she'd have enough of that with the fine equipment she wore for protection.<br/><br/>It was then Sophia noticed the old tavern, and without word she walked on into the room. She noticed a thick cloud of tension as if harsh words had just been spoke, and her eyes lead to a man with many pockets that seem to be trying to calm it all down. She searched with her eyes for a moment before she lowered the hood from her head, and proceeded to walk forward and find herself a seat.<strong>"We're not bickering at the meeting table, are we fellows?"</strong>She asked in her well mannered tone, a smile on her lips as her eyes cast back and forth. She was definitely late, that couldn't be denied now.<br/><br/>Sophia then caught on to the introductions that may have been going on, and blushed before she shook her head.<strong>"Where are my manners, my name is Sophia. A pleasure to meet everyone here."</strong>She ended her words with a smile despite the fact that she didn't recognize any of them on a single glance.