Bethseda

Filrean entered the tavern, her hood drawn up over her head casting its shadow over her features, even though she knew what she had to do, her emotions were still mixed.  She wished she did not have to do this alone, Adunzil would have come with her if she had asked but to what end?  He was not the one they wanted to see and it would only proven her worthlessness to them and the others if she required someone to hold her hand.