[@Roen] [@Blesses Blight] [@Fancy Party]

[b]The Commissar[/b]
[b]Front Landing - Tavern Ground Level[/b]

Finally emerging onto the tavern's front landing, Severina backed herself against part of the outer wall nearest to the doorframe and leaned against it wearily. The moonlight trickling from above played on the woman's cuirass - the refractor field built into her gorget barely emitting a registrable hum - and the winged skull that fronted her peaked cap. Otherwise, the woman's form was swathed in her commissar's greatcoat, blotting out any other colour that might be immediately registrable in the dark.

A quick glance at the scene before her made Severina realise that she'd stumbled on something she should not. She recognised one of the men - Salvador - as the father figure she'd seen playing with his daughter earlier that night; strangely, though, the girl was nowhere to be seen. However, she had no idea who the other woman was, nor the unusual, clearly capable of threat, knightly figure that appeared to be confronting the others.

A glove slipped to [i]'Penance'[/i], holstered at her belt, in case the situation deteriorated. But, for now, Raine made no threatening move of her own. She was in no mood to die tonight because she launched herself into a fight she couldn't get out of.