[center][color=335566][h2]Анна[/h2][/color]

[b]" I recognise your face but cannot place where I met you before [/b]" 
[@Dark Light] Her memories of much of the years before current were very fuzzy. In turn she could barely think bout where she had even been. Places coming and going quickly as she fell between worlds without the words to describe what shsheshshes gone through. 

She had noticed the presence of another in the tavern but unwilling to go searching around like a frightened animal she instead raised the goblet again to her lips and began to finish her cider. Placing the emptied cup back down onto the bar between them. Kicker her legs to pass her anxious feeling instead. [/center]