As morning rose, Julia walked quietly through the town, reviewing the hustle and bustle of its everyday life. Her lips curled into a small grin as she noticed the Hippogriff. Either she was stepping into trouble, or the aftermath of it, but she was relieved to find someplace that wasn't picture perfect. Reaching into one of her many pockets, Julia slowly pulled out her flask, uncorking the bottle and taking a small sip of whatever was inside. She looked over the wreckage and thought “I could live here, now to find someplace to stay…”

Julia placed the flask back in her pocket, spun on her heels, and looked towards the rest of the town. “A place to stay, a place to stay” she muttered quietly as she scanned the city streets. Pushing a piece of hair behind her slightly pointed ears, she noticed an interesting pair nearby. It’s been a while since she saw another half-elf, staying mostly in small towns with humans only, it was refreshing to say the least. With a confident stride, she lugged her belongings along to catch up with Corinne and her uncle. 

“Excuse me, miss?”, Julia called out politely. “Pardon me”, she dipped her head to the girl, finally catching her attentions, “Do you know where there is another tavern, perhaps not so damaged and delinquent? Or a place for me to settle in for the evening? I just arrived and I am quite tired from my travels.”