Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-27603392-20140617103912/@comment-24122282-20140618025528

The air was chilly, and the sky was dim, but the low buzz of typical conversation did not depart with the sun in the sky. A village such as Neviah was a new twist, one that she looked forward to taking up on. Metal clinks rung with every step she took across the snowy village field, armor glistening under the radiant sky, long caramel brown hair rippling like a drape of satin fabric. There were several villagers and fishermen that looked up from where they were doing to take a glance at the woman, though she paid no heed, focusing her sights on what appeared to be a tavern before her. The Raindeer Tavern... she thought to herself, remembering what her mentor had told her several weeks prior. She was to go on a mission, something about slaying a massive fiery beast.

Deep in her thoughts, she nonchalantly pushed the door open and took a step inside, shaking the snow off her armored legs whilst she made her way over to the bar. The man working behind the counter took one glance at her, and immediately slid over towards her, a smug look on his face.

"Welcome to the Raindeer Inn, Missie," he greeted her. "What can I do for ye this fine evening?" She didn't respond to him, and reached up underneath her half-skirt, digging around a hidden pocket until she caught grip on a piece of paper. She yanked it out and showed it to the man before her, whose expression then faded into that of something between disappointment and embarrassment.

"I'm here about the mission." were her only words to him. He leaned in close and lowered his voice to a whisper, intent on keeping the information he was about to relay a secret from wandering eyes and ears.

"The door's over there." He gestured with a nod of his head to a wooden door at the opposite end of the room. "Some guys're waitin' inside for you." The woman thanked him and rose from her seat, making her way with a casual stride through the tavern and to the door that beckoned her presence. Her hand reached forward and grasped the door's handle, gently yanking it so the room opened up to her. Inside, she found herself a long table, and nothing else. So, with no other ideas, she took a seat, and waited.

Not long after, the bartender apparently came back with another guest and gestured for him to enter. Strange, really. She thought herself to be the only one accepting such a dangerous quest.

''{I'm implying here that Saige arrived shortly before Chāo did, for the sake of playing along with an unintentional godmod. Hopefully it won't happen again.}''