Amelia was still a long way from home. After she gave a yawn, she looked to get a room for the night. However, the pub she was in did not rent rooms. And so, she was on her way again. She still had a ways to go before she was actually home. She found an inn not too far away from the small pub. She went inside to rent a room for the night. That was when she sensed the tension in the air and saw a swordsman seeming to confront someone who appeared to be an elf of some kind. She knew that it was none of her business and yet she could not help but feel rather concerned. However, she was not sure what to do. She bit her lip for a brief moment, thinking. Her sword was shinning in the light of the inns few lamps.