[Feared Half-Elf]

Having followed Arrow into the Inn when he refused to stay in the stables, and explained to Eleniel why he was wandering about, she had returned to her horse. She'd not bothered with a saddle and rein, like ever. Annufin had never taken to them. Instead she had gone bareback, using her legs and spoken commands. Years of practise rearing and riding horses had taught her to ride without a saddle and rein.

Now she returned to the Inn, the rain gliding off her waxed black cloak. She groomed her mare, fed her, and went into the Inn.

As soon as she was in, she flicked off the black cloak and hung it up, revealing the warmer one underneath. The waxed cloak was fine for the wet, but for warmth and comfort she had to have the other. She then sat on a stool by the bar, and ordered an ale. Unusual for her, as a rule. She preferred a clear head, but she was confined here by the weather.

Noticing the woman in the black cloak a little further down the bar, she shuffled along a few stools. "Care for some company? Though you look like a loner, so feel free to tell me to get lost. The name's Elkamia, by the way." She hoped she'd get a reply, and not sit there feeling like an idiot.