Faelin had just returned to the bar, having stocked up on supplies. He'd rented out a room in the bar, so he could keep an eye out for anyone who would be interested in joining him in finding the Dragon Priest masks. He looked around the bar, his bright blue eyes scanning over the people, trying to see if someone was waiting for him. He then noticed a figure slouched at a table. But not a drunken slouch like most of the people, it was more of a trying to stay hidden slouch, like she didn't want to draw too much attention to herself, while scanning the bar for someone. He sat across from her at the table after getting himself a drink from the bar and asked her "Are you here because of the flyer?"