Kalila noticed how the footsteps behind her didn't seem to change at all. Either she successfully hid her intentions, or they didn't care. Regardless, she was able to reach the door to the inn after what seemed like an eternity! 

Entering the inn was a welcome experience despite her own inherent caution from music and her current situation. Under normal circumstances, she would have loved this place. But, with the fact that she had a pursuer still on her mind, she didn't stray from her goal to get help. Her eyes fall to the Half-Orc bartender. Her voice is a welcome reprieve along with this inn and tavern. She hadn't heard a bartender sound this welcoming in a long time. 

She answers Gerta, with a smile of her own and trying to shove the fear aside (and probably failing), "Hello! It's nice to meet you, Gerta. I'm Kalila. Yes, both would be lovely, thank you!" Knowing that she's in a place called Thornwood certainly helps. Now she just needs to find a map to figure out how far from home she is. 

It was now or never: She might as well try what safe words she knew here...

She glanced towards the door to see if she can find her pursuer. But of course, her rotten luck dictated that a drunkard and two women leaving would block her vision. The only thing she saw that was unusual was a hint of blue-gray smoke. Was that real, or is it just her nerves deceiving on her senses? 

She then asks Gerta, "I don't suppose you have a Celestial's Cocktail?" 

If there was no reaction to that particular safe word order, Kalila tries patiently, "No? Ok. How about...Guardian's Gin? Shield Spritzer? Jury's Sanctuary?" 

She is half tempted to try, [I]How about a cocktail just named Help?[/I]

While naming the safe words, she is trying to give Gerta a look that clearly expressed that she needed help.

[hider=Persuasion]Not so great this time. She got a [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/29581]10[/url][/hider]