[color=MediumVioletRed][center][h1]Dullin[/h1][/center][/color]

[color=MediumVioletRed]"This is it?"[/color]
A deep feminine voice rang out through chattering teeth. Dullin was currently squinting to get a look at the town as the driving snow stung her eyes. The closer the cart got the more her fragile human eyes could scan over the meager town. She had been warned there wasn't much this far north, but frankly, the human was disappointed. Her opinions about the place were already rather low, even though her insulated cloak and a warm winter blanket the cold bit at her skin. As the cart rolled into town she scanned the humble yurts and houses. These were shoddy even for the old farm town she came from and Dullin began to feel a twinge of remorse for the people going about their lives like normal here. She had only been traveling through the cold for a few days and she was already done with it. How these people kept going was beyond her. After what felt like hours the cart rolled into the local trading post and Dullin stepped out, handing a couple of silver to the driver. After a brief thanks, she practically ran off to the Meadhall. 
[color=MediumVioletRed]"The less I have to stay in this damned weather, the better" She snarled allowed.[/color]

Entering the Meadhall was like being pulled into a warm hug. The cozy fireplace made her frostbitten hands numb. Silently she slunk to the bar and welcomed a moment to bask in the heat as the bartender took care of others.
[color=MediumVioletRed]"Just something to warm me up and a room, please,"[/color] She said as she placed gold on the table. It hurt her to slide the coin go, she had come here to find work to keep her from starving yet she had spent a hefty sum just getting here. The town certainly needed help but more and more she was wishing she had just toughed it out in Neverwinter and waited for another juicy case to come her way.

Her eyes wandered the crowd as she picked at the trout and sipped on honeyed mead. A group of oddballs seemed to be gathering. Dullin was quick to note the Rock Gnome, her teacher was a forest gnome and unlike most humans, she was able to spot the difference relatively easily. Same with the moon elf, it was clear as day that she stood out. For now, she opted to merely listen in, maybe they would lead her to her next big case. In any case, some of the things being mentioned were interesting. A couple of hunters, a half-elf researcher. It seemed she was not the only one who had come to lend a hand in town. It didn't take too long before Dullin wouldn't be satiated by merely easedropping.
[color=MediumVioletRed]"If you're looking for some missing people, might I tag along as well? An extra pair of eyes is never bad when you're looking for someone"[/color] She asked rather abruptly, and her cheeks flushed a bit as she butted into the conversation.