A slender, cloaked woman clicked her tongue in annoyance as her table was bumped and her drink almost spilled during the chaos the tavern was in. She had just entered this land a few months ago and has been traveling ever since. This place was foreign to her. The people and customs were extremely different from what she was used to, the only thing that was the same was the gods and their power. 

She was just getting ready to leave, to a more preferably quieter place, when the Barbarian had entered. She listened and watched intently as the purpose of the Barbarian's visit was revealed and she ordered another drink. 'Could this be the same man that plunged my own country into chaos and caused it's collapse?' she thought as the shadowy woman entered the bar. 

Her eyes narrowed and she fought to keep her own power at bay as she recognized this shady woman's presence. It was indeed the same ones that destroyed her own beloved homeland. The ones that took joy in torturing and slaughtering women and children. She clenched her teeth as she felt her own magic welling up inside of her in rage and sorrow. As the barkeep fell to the ground she managed to keep herself in check. Her power was no match for the shadow woman, she knew because she had tried before. She caught her drink before it spilled as people rushed from the building in fear. She lifted it to her lips and took a long drink, never removing her eyes from the confrontation in front of her.