[b] [u] Alika [/u] [/b]

The woman sighed as she listened to the tavern keeper finish the story. Vinsenia was at war with... everyone? most troublesome. This would explain why every town they had passed through recently seemed so... tense. Not that Grey would notice. He was a good friend but he could be... thick sometimes. She thanked the tavern keeper for the information and passed him a few coins, along with an order for a drink. 

She sat there with her drink for a while, pondering. What had her time in Rak'thurr accomplished, other than getting Grey's entire family and all of his friends killed? She was certain those assassins were there for her, but how could they have found out? It was a minor house and it wasn't exactly easy to figure out she wasn't human... Oh, and that. What would Grey think if he ever found out? he was bound to find out eventually when he noticed she didn't age like he did. oh, this was not good, none of it. Still, she was sent to get information and that's what she did.

[i]"Hey, don't worry about any of that, they can't chase us forever. If you've got time to brood you've got time to live."[/i]
She remembered what Grey told her a week after they escaped, and he had a point. It was hard, but there was no point being all depressed all the time. Of course 'stop being sad' isn't easy, but remembering that always took the edge off. She decided she should probably actually drink the beverage she just bought, and set about doing so. 

Around that time, she noticed a couple of cloaked figures enter the tavern. She suspected they were trying to hide, but to her trained eye the lack of attention they attracted was like a beacon (she kind of stuck out herself, what with her snow-white hair). Either they were up to no good or they were running from something. she decided she'd watch them for a bit.