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Koreena watches with slight reservation as the men in the room disappear to 'investigate' and as LB soon follows. While they head outside Koreena takes her drink and moves over towards her chair. She sits down and closes her eyes, listening to the myriad of tiny sounds coming from outside the inn, a mental image forming for her. Blinks at Demon's changing. 'That doesn't happen too often...or maybe he is less reserved now. Could have caught it without the show.' She grins and takes a sip of her drink.

Within moments she hears the other patrons enter the Inn again. Turning her head, Koreena notices they have brought a guest and her furry companion. 'This could be interesting.'

Doubting she is needed in that room right now and being much more content to sit and bask in the familiarity of the Inn for a while longer, Koreena slumps back in her chair and continues nursing her drink. She closes her eyes and centers herself, and opens up her senses to the area around her.

Snippets of memories, old and ancient ones, flash in her mind.

Koreena Venusvii Anchalis
14 May 2001

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