Bruvell, it had only been a few months since she had come to this land and she was not too familiar with the towns. She had only heard the name of Bruvell mention a couple of times in the taverns of other town, or during her travels on the miscellaneous jobs she did for money, but had never been there until now. It had taken her about three days time to get there, if it were not for the traveling merchant and his family passing by, she might have never gotten there. Had it not been for the company the merchant, she might not have come at all. The odds of meeting someone else from her homeland should have been astronomical, or so she thought. Trading stories about the war, bringing up both good memories and old wounds had been the bulk of her journey with them.

She exchanged her last pleasantries as she grabbed her axe as she hopped off of the carriage and headed into to the tavern. Upon entering the tavern, she looked at the letter one more time to read the description of the person she was looking for. As she skimmed the place for anyone who might stick out, she noticed a someone with blond hair who looked more important than most of the other people who were here. She walked over to the table he was waiting at hopeful she had the right man and put the letter on the table [color=92278f]"you the one who sent this letter?"[/color]