The to the inn opened suddenly and a cloaked figure stepped into the warm room. Aura shut the door behind her and pushed back her hood. She pushed a hand threw her long, pale hair. It was messy, but travelling had made her care little for her appearance. It had been a long journey and all she cared for was some rest and refreshment. The state of her appearance could be fixed in the morning, when it actually mattered.

Aura removed her satchel from around her shoulders and made her way to where they innkeeper stood. Glancing around, she noticed that it was fairly full. Socialising was difficult to avoid in crowded places unless you had an imposing manner. Someone always wanted to talk. Aura was the most unimposing person you would ever come across, but she was tired. Perhaps she could find a quiet corner to sit in for a while, before she turned in for the night.

The innkeeper grumbled at her,"What'll it be?"
The question startled her out of her thoughts. Aura placed her satchel down next to her and looked over to him with icy eyes,"I need a room for the night. And a pitcher of hot water." The innkeeper looked at her strangely, but went to fetch everything nonetheless. She was usually more eloquent. Perhaps was more exhausted than she realised. Hopefully sleep would come easy tonight. It hadn't for a long time. The innkeeper handed her a key, a pitcher and a mug. She returned her satchel to it's place, pocketed the key and carried the pitcher and glass over to a table in the corner.

A little bit away from her, a brightly coloured woman (a guard from the looks of it) and a man with strange skin sat in conversation. She looked at them, nodded a greeting and then proceeded to search through her pockets.