Alea laid the hides onto the bar and one of the bartenders grabbed a small sachet that seemed to be filled with coins. It was quite the handful so Alea quickly stuffed it in between her rather large breasts. It only made them look even plumper, but Alea couldn't be bothered. Her long, plain white dress had no pockets and she did not carry any purse either. [color=0072bc][b]"My mother says thanks."[/b][/color] She softly said, bowing and turning away from the bar. It was not until then someone seemed to be calling her. With a slight frown, hoping it wouldn't be another pervert hoping to steal her away, she stared upon a woman. She had pitch black hair and a few tattoo's decorated her neck and throat. It seemed as if they went further down her shirt. There was no doubt about it, this was a witch. Most of the people in the village would most likely grunt and ignore the woman, but Alea had always been the curious kind. Just like her mother. 

[color=0072bc][b]"I beg your pardon? I am solely the daughter of my mother, Freya Cleyton, a human."[/b][/color] She spoke softly and tugged a long piece of her golden hair behind her ear. [b][color=0072bc]"And whom are you if I may ask?"[/color][/b] She tried to stay polite, as her question startled her a little bit. Nobody in this village has ever asked her such a question and not even her mother had confirmed wether she was a half elf or not. Alea knew she was not completely human, but even orcs and occasionally humans had magic blood. [b][color=0072bc]"You do not seem to be from this village."[/color][/b] She added, lifting up her dress just slightly and bowed before her, trying to ease the tense mood inside the tavern. [b][color=0072bc]"Nice to meet you and welcome to Shezze."[/color][/b]