[Esgallhugwen]

She knocked on the counter 'hello is there any one back there that isn't busy and can serve me a drink??' she looked around and pulled up a wooden stool, lifting her cloak behind her to insure she didn't sit on it. Pale hands lying softly in her lap.

'Perhaps' she thought, although she wasn't too happy about the idea. 'Perhaps I should remove my hood, they may not wish to serve me if I choose to remain hidden and shadowed, they may want to see a face they can look upon, giving an ale to a shadow would be most odd wouldn't it?' She began to contemplate whether or not to remain the way she appeared and wait or to show herself to all those who resided in the inn.