Fee'ann
Approaching the table, Fee'ann takes a quick look at the four sitting around it. A human woman, who is quite a bit taller and more powerfully built than herself and makes the impression of being martially trained, much like the halfling, who addressed them and who seemed rather sturdy himself. Then there were the two goblins, one male and one female. The necklace of the shorter goblin woman resembles a moon, she probably just likes its glitter. The human woman seems to have a similar taste of color as the other halfling, the one she met here earlier and with whom Fee'ann entered the inn together. The whole armament and equipment of the small group suggests, that they are not mere patrons and the halfling's invitation hinted at a recent arrival.
“My thanks for your hospitality. I am Fee'ann. Unfortunately, I cannot give you what you are looking for. Having arrived this morning only, and with the weather outside, there was not much to find out about this chilling place until now. I can hardly call myself experienced with this isle yet, but it looks interesting and promising, so much I can say. Maybe someone such as I can find a way to apply her skills here.”
Taking off her snow-soaked cloak to hang it up to dry and her black leather gloves, the elven woman reveals her slender and willowy figure as well as her equally dark and comfortable-looking traveling clothes underneath, also the finely crafted rapier hanging at the side of a broad belt around her hips and a small backpack, she was carrying, but has dropped on the ground next to her by now. Taking the belt off as well, she hangs it over the back of the chair, which she has chosen as a seat, before sitting down, her thoughts hidden behind a friendly smile.