[color=FF0000][center][h2]Fiona Flamebeard [/h2][/center][/color]

Fiona drank the spicy alcohol directly from the dark brown bottle. It warmed her from the inside out as it burned pleasantly all the way down as she drank. She could feel her muscles relaxing from her travels. She blushed as she remembered she had forgotteen to thank her goddess for her blessings. Her voice came out in a melodic alto as she prayed to her goddess. Her hand clasped around the heavy medallion around her neck. [color=FF0000]"Thank you divine Breanne for the elixir that I know partake in. May it's warmth remind me of home and hearth and your bountiful blessings."[/color] Fiona's thanks werer sincere and contrite. She should have offered that thanks and gratitude before she took the first sip. She was tired from her travels though. 

She hoped once she was well rested and had a hot meal that she would be able to figure out how to get back to her own lands. In the mean time, with her duty to the goddess fullfilled for the moment. She turned her attention to the fine liquor in her hand. She would give her thanks to the owner of the place if she had any clue who they were. They obviously ran a fine establishment. She took another drink of the potent spicy liquid. 

Fiona began to look around at the other patrons. Maybe there was a reason she had gotten lost and was in this tavern. [color=FF0000][i] Was she here in this place to do the goddess' bidding?[/i][/color] She looked around at the patrons and began to watch what was going on more closely. The tavern seemed busier than when she had come in. She looked over the crowd and didn't feel particularly drawn to anyone. If she was here to do the goddess' bidding, maybe the time was not right yet. Or maybe the person she was being directed at was not here yet. Maybe she was here simply to bless this fine establishment. They did serve very nice liquor. That was certainly worthy of a blessing.