The road had been long, and the battles had finally ended, tired from many days of long standing comabt, a woman made her way along the dusty road and toward the Inn in the distance, her body covered in a long black cloak, her face hidden in the shadows of her hood, she shifts her pack and sword that rest upon her back and continues her trek.

 

After a few hours she stops outside the Inn and looks around, the curse upon her granted her certain powers and she searched the area with her enhanced senses, finding the area peaceful and lacking the tension filled air of combat she made her way toward the door, opening it she steps inside and looks about the common room