Cleo, weary, walked down the street, glad to be back in a town, heading for the inn, hoping to be able to rent a room for the night. Her weapons-dual daggers, were at her side, and she carried a potion in her hand, guzzling it down, her health returned. She had just come from training a bit, completing an area, trying to gain enough level's to clear the floor, but knew she would need help. 

Right now, she was hungry and tired, and just wanted a place to stay. She brushed back her blonde hair, her green eyes, normally bright, were dull. She entered the inn, request a room, paid for it, and sat down in the common room, waiting for food. She didn't know how it worked in the game-did eating the food merely mask the hunger, or what? she shook her head, leaning back into the chair she was sitting in, and looking through her inventory for items that had dropped that might have some value, even as she invoked her listening skill to hear conversations around her. You never knew when something important might be dropped here or there.