Though Lilli didn't know it, she had passed the Seer on her way into the tavern. Her pale blue eyes glittered as she walked through the sunlight, her gaze was fixed on the ground in front of her, never looking away. Whether she caught the groups attention or not, she didn't notice, nor did she much care. She wasn't here to start trouble or attract any attention. All she wanted was to do was settle the grumbles of her stomach and the aches in her feet. Everything else could come later, if it was to be.

The tavern was bustling with business. And apparently the recently departed group had caused a bit of a stir. One man nearly plowed right into her as he tried to catch up with them. It took a moment for her to get her bearings, her gaze lingering over the crowd for a moment, taking in the many different people enjoying the the company of the tavern and its goods. Finally, her eyes settled on the bar keep and an empty spot at the bar. He motioned her over. 

She slowly made her way through the crowd and to the empty seat. The bartender seemed to be busy with other patrons of the busy establishment. [i]Was he here by himself?[/i], she thought, and glanced around the tavern hoping to see someone else who looked to be working here. To no avail, the gentleman helping the salesman was the only one about. She tugged at her hood, pulling it off her head and released her braid from the confines of her cowl that now draped over her shoulders. She already knew what she wanted, but she couldn't help but gaze over the backdrop of liquors behind the bar. This place must be doing well for itself, she murmured, her gaze floating over to the bartender once more. She was hungry, her rations had ran out about a day and a half ago. A strange sound crept from her stomach, like the growling of a hungry beast. It didn't matter what they served here, she was hungry enough to eat nearly anything they had, and probably everything on their menu. 

Her calloused hands sat gently, folded on the hard surface of the bar top. She could be a patient women if she had to be. Business came first, it always came first. Her face turned sour as a thought crossed her mind. A yawn escaped her, with it, the sour disposition quickly disappeared.