<strong>PC</strong>Galacia (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=685364)<br/><strong>Location</strong>Moving through town/The Inn<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>Any<br/><br/>Galacia could feel the eyes of the locals bearing down on her. It was obvious that she was new here but she couldn't help but feel uneasy, like something more was going on here. Maybe it was just her mind playing tricks on her or her own unfamiliarity with these small village settings but she couldn't shake the feeling that something was 'off' about this place. It seemed Brogan and a few other passengers had the same idea she had though, so at least she wasn't the only outsider being tossed curious glances on their way to the inn.<br/><br/>Galacia stopped briefly in the street near the two followers of Akathos, finally realizing that she was still clutching her backpack when her arms started to feel strained from carrying it. She shifted the backpack onto her back, casting a puzzled look at the two missionaries that were greeting all the new arrivals. It seemed strange to her that Akathos would be so prominent here...what use did a colony like this one have with a god of learning? She couldn't help but overhear the invitation offered to the travelers. To Galacia, it seemed like a decent chance to chat with the local priests of Akathos and learn a little more about the island and its history. That's the sort of thing followers of Akathos are supposed to do, right?<br/><br/>As the large building that served as the town's inn came into view on the horizon, Galacia couldn't help but notice the brothel as she passed by it. A sound of disgust escaped her throat as she rolled her eyes at the building. Of course a town like this would have a brothel - she should have expected as much from a small, dirty town like Kraken. But the presence of the brothel wasn't what unsettled her at the moment. She caught the gaze of the pair of humans, saw them staring down at her with a strange expression. Galacia couldn't look away despite the awkwardness of it all, couldn't help but puzzle over how strange the scene before her was. Half-naked humans that could pass as siblings, sprawled out in public as if putting themselves on display and watching her like predators. It wasn't right and it sent a chill down her spine. Galacia made a mental note to stay as far away from the brothel as possible, and even farther away from the two humans staring down at her from the porch. While she could pass off her uneasy feelings about the town as simple nerves, she couldn't make the same excuses for the brothel. It felt wrong.<br/><br/>Finally arriving at the inn and making her way inside, she stopped briefly at the door, giving a weary sigh of relief. She wanted nothing more than to put a door between herself and this crazy town right now, somewhere where she could get some privacy and time alone. With that in mind, she approached whoever seemed to be running the place, sliding her backpack off her shoulders and onto the floor before speaking, her exhaustion evident in her voice. "Excuse me...do you have any rooms? All I really need right now is a bed and a door." She tried to be as polite and friendly as possible, offering a feigned smile as she finished speaking but it was obvious her smile was forced, more of a practiced routine rather than genuine emotion. For now, though, it'd have to do. The trip and her narrow survival had left her feeling drained and she wasn't in the mood to bother with making new friends at the moment.