Meanwhile outside, Therezia flutters closer towards the Tavern. She hasn't been around this many people in... well... ever? Undeterred she flutters forward, glancing through one of the windows to see what will await her inside. 

She looked small as she hovered there, hands pressed to the window like a child window-shopping at a candy store. Her gaze scans the room, ready to find her first vict- ... friend. She shakes her head a bit as she tries to make out the faces of the people inside. 

The sounds of the Tavern spill through the window, the sound of laughter and chatter mixing with the quiet chirping of the cicadas outside.