Zia woke up, the sun shining in her eyes.  She had gone for a rest the day before in her room at the Tavern before coming back downstairs.  She flipped back a sheet of shiny black hair before grabbing one of her prized revolvers from her bedside table.  She went downstairs, into the main Tavern area and leaned over the bar. 
She was back into her job.  She normally helped maintain the security at the Tavern and oh god did she want a quick drink before heading out.
"Anyone grab me a drink?" She yelled over the counter at the bartenders