She listened to the woman sing, admiring her lilting voice and fingers as she wove a web of music for the patrons of the tavern. The approach of the serving wench brought Riane Teamora's attention away from the woman and she automatically checked that her hood was still up over her head, covering her small horns with her hair. "She's your sister? Impressive. She has an excellent voice. I'd like some meat, bread and a wine. Fresh if you have them. The wine can be a decent local variate." She set some small copper coins on the table to start her tab.<br/><br/>Raine Teamora's eyes moved around the tavern, stopping at the door for a moment before returning to the singing woman's sister. "I hope the people of this tavern and town care for her", a flick of her eyes over the woman, "and you as well. Rhaanites are not known for restraining themselves."