<div style="text-align: right;">Abigail                                             (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1143765)</div><div class="floatright"><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Real Appearance</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/9d/Druid.png)<br/>Standing over 8 feet tall</div></div>                                 </div><br/><br/><div class="floatright">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/f7/26/0a/f7260a1e5eac98df28159deb5254505f.jpg)</div><br/>Abigail didn't know what to do but at least Meriele didn't seem to notice about her illusory disguise and that calmed her a bit. Everyone else would see how she was surrounding her by the shoulders and guiding her, or almost dragging her, to the inn while her magic fooled the elvish girl into believing she was holding her far down to justify the feel of her bare midriff. She was very nervous though for being grabbed by the waist while taken around by a female that was almost half her size still she let her, but it was clear for her that Meriele didn't have bad intentions and that she was just being friendly plus she really needed a drink now even more than before so she didn't say anything and followed along.<br/><br/>Abigail's hands didn't move apart from her body in prudish but useless attempt to cover herself up until they arrived the so called Dragon's Head Inn, bending down a little so she could make it through the door frame she went inside hoping the place was not too crowded as she wanted to relax after all, she wasn't sure she would be able to manage it with Meriele to her side but she would nonetheless try to. Not being comfortable but without really performing any effort to try to get rid of her somewhat forced acquaintance Abigail quickly looked around the place looking the waitress and for an empty place to sit of course, if there was no empty tables the one with the fewest people would do.