Rebecca watched as an elf made his way over to the bar and started healing the half-elven warrior. [i]So, he's another mage. Interesting.[/i] She then sat bolt upright as the half-elf began to give off a strange energy. A Pulsing! That was a trick of many holy warriors and monster slayers to find various forms of undead and other often unsavory beings. She wouldn't be able to avoid discovery, and with her magic blocked by the inn's enchantments, she'd be at his mercy. There was nothing else for it but to try and disarm him with talking.

She sauntered up to the bar casually, blithely disregarding the obvious danger she was in. "Good afternoon, sir. I hope we can complete our stay here without any undue violence."