(OOC: I'm new at all of this, and can't quite think of a way to come in, so here is my best way...)
Rabelle hurried into the Green Dragon Inn. She pulled her weathered cloak even tighter about her, hoping not to be seen. Spotting an empty seat, she sat down quickly and looked around her.
The place was too busy for her tastes. As a sort-of Ranger, she preferred solitude. Besides, when most people saw a female Ranger, they asked questions on how it could be possible. Rabelle always had one answer for them, but it was a little rude, and she didn't quite enjoy making her point known.
She signaled to the bartender and pushed away telltale wisps of red hair from the hood of the cloak. She sipped the ale and looked around once more at the people surrounding her.
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