The hall Tala found herself in was empty, but if the ruckus she was hearing was any evidence, this place was actually full of people. The girl thought she must have entered through the back, judging by the absence of a counter or reception of any sort. It was just as well. Tala didn't enjoy company too much. Back in the city, she only ever talked with a few trusted friends and her teachers in the guild. It was all she needed, but after spending over a week alone in the cursed forest, she was glad to finally find a living soul. With small and silent steps, she started checking out the place.

The things she took notice off would have probably eluded other people. A clock running late. The door hinges creaking. A bad plank in the floor. But to the alchemist, greasing a hinge was of the same importance as a view from a window to a commoner. Tala's thoughts were interrupted by her growling stomach, but if her nose was not mistake, food was not far, if she could afford it. Setting her sachtel down, she carefully opened it, careful not to break a tiny white pouch attached to the lock. She had put it in there after the first time somebody tried to pickpocket her. The next one to try was left wishing he shoved his hand into a latrine instead, as the small pouch contained a charge of very potent itching powder that would break if anyone tried to open the lock the normal way.

Rummaging through her possessions, she moved aside the vials with liquids of all colors to get to her money and smiled. Tala didn't bring much, but it would be enough to stay here for a few nights if she couldn't find a way to earn more in the meantime. Putting a few coins into her pocket, she closed the bag and let her nose guide her to the kitchen. She was greeted by a maid and asked for some food, offering her a vial of the same rose scent she was using. Tala was surprised when she was told the Inn didn't want payment for the food or the rooms, but seeing how the maid liked it, she gave her the vial anyway. Picking up her food, she looked around the room. There was only one other person there, a woman about her age as far as she could tell, wearing a dress a few sizes too big. Shuffling closer, she noticed something off, seeing the staff and absent look in her eyes, but couldn't put her finger of what it was. "Um, hello. Would you mind if I sat here?" she pipped shyly.