Fyre walks out of the woods pulling her tattered black cloak tighter around her. She tries to pull the hood of the cloak down more but it wont go anymore, she stops and looks around the lot and looks the building over. Pulling the cloak even tighter around her she walks to the tavern door. she looks to her left, to her right and then behind her and takes a deep breath and reaches for the door. The smell of food hits her as does the laughing and music of the tavern as she opens the door. She steps inside and looks around quickly and then moves for an empty table in one of the corners.
She slids into the booth and takes another deep breath and relaxes a little loosing the grip on her cloak she looks around at all the people in the tavern.