[center] [h2][color=007236]Evalyn LiCaster[/color][/h2]

How inadequately it would seem to describe her of anything more than a natural beauty. Be it through her curled, bouncing, auburn hair which hung only brushing her shoulders lightly. Framing her freckled face just so, that even her red lips dripped against it. Her figure perhaps in that red dress that hung ever so tauntingly long down past her hips was what would have dragged attention to her. Or Was it the confident air that she dragged along when she walked. Her head held just high enough to keep the figurative crown upon her. 

Whatever it was she did draw attention easily. Be it long before her shadow could even have warned of her appearance the click of heels gave her away. Straight from the door towards the barstools up front. Minding more of a thought towards the other patrons to the establishment then they would think from her casual glances. The crowd did seem stranger than most tavern’s she had seen but all was fair the game when it came to business. Looked like a nasty fight just ended with her entering the door, least of her worries was another person getting hurt. Along with her, she had brought a travel case, inside well that was not for the noisiness of the patrons to the bar to know unless absolutely necessary. 

She was yet to recognize the bartender, servers, or any of the patrons as being from her local area. Which wasn't strange, as this tavern had appeared in a more abandoned part of town, a side not protected by her family under contract. 

In all her staring and thinking about the tavern's strangeness and its patrons own brand of weird, she had lost track of her main goal of coming to a tavern so far from borders edge. There were establishments who served her for free, yes, If she was here just for drinks. No Business was what she always dressed for. A slight gesture towards a bartender was made. 
[color=399549]" Could I have a taste of one of your finer wines while I wait? "[/color] [/center]