She could see True's sharp eyes scan her poster in a critical fashion. She wasn't the best artist, and perhaps it would have been wise to get an [i]actual[/i] artist to do the work but she was in a hurry. Added to that was the fact that Alexander had took most of the money with him when he left on his supposedly quick errand. Her duties as a cleric called for her to remain behind in another town not too far from this one, and he promised her this task of his would lead him here where he would wait for her. He always waited for her when she couldn't travel with him right away. 

It had been [i]weeks[/i] since their last interaction. "It's been quite a while since I've seen him. He was supposed to meet me here, but I've waited for more than a week with not a word from him. May I look at the scrolls you mentioned...?" As she spoke to True, the door opened and a man walked in. Cerys turned to look at him and caught herself staring at his arm. It was mechanical, all of it. She quickly looked away, afraid he might have noticed her and would find it rude. His shaky manner of speech surprised her. It's not what she expected from someone as intimidating as he appeared.

The door opened once again, and a young woman came in. Her bright red hair stood out amongst the chaos of the tiny store that seemed to be reaching max capacity. Cerys saw her walk behind the counter and understood her to be an employee. The girl turned and left to talk to another woman that Cerys hadn't seen before.

"It seems the shop is getting a little busy." She smiled at True. "If you could just point me in the direction of the scrolls, I'll let you assist them and get out of your way."