The arrival
Amaryllis had found herself in an awkward position as she traveled the roads leading to Akramash. Despite her best efforts not to, she had ended up with traveling companions, brought to her by the road and what seemed to be the will of the Mother. She had recognized one of the other adventurers, mainly by the large wolf at the tiefling's side, and it'd be rude to turn down the offer of shared strength to protect against the elements and potential threats. So there she was, breathing a sigh of relief as they reached the town gates.
"I thank you once again for sharing the road with me. I don't believe I'll be in town long," She eyed their surroundings with what seemed like concern, then continued, "but should you have need of me or the Mother's services in the meantime, I believe I shall be easy to find." She gave them all a warm, earnest smile that contrasted the young woman's somewhat jumpy behavior while they had been traveling.
They would most likely all be headed to or staying at the inn eventually, so she saved her farewells till they were close. "Well then, I will take my leave. May the Mother watch over you and the Father guide your steps." She gave them a stiff bow, leaving no room for argument, her heavy black armor with gold trims clearly hampering her movements. If not for the holy symbols of the Mother clearly visible on her chest and sown into the dark cape draped over her armor, one might think Amaryllis served the dark one instead. Some thought so regardless, considering the symbols of the Mother a ruse or ploy to lower their guards. Unfortunately, it was a necessary presentation.
She entered the inn, scouting out the bar area for a place to sit in peace. She would let the others seek board and lodging first, she could inquire at the temple if the inn ran out of rooms. Meanwhile, she found a spot near a surly-looking man at the corner. While obviously not quiet, there was a strange whisper to the heavy black armor, and she put down her things as silently as possible to avoid disturbing him. Her hope was that the man's attitude and her odd appearance would keep others at bay. She would greet him with a polite nod if he looked her way, but otherwise make it clear that she had no intention of disturbing him. While trying to figure out whether someone would come to take her order or if she needed to head to the tavern master, she distractedly worried if there would be a place to buy new socks.
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