You walk into a noisy, boisterous bar. The hazy red light adds a gloomy undertone to the vibrant fiery atmosphere of the establishment. It is your favorite haunt, the "Rusty Sword", which is also a popular place for mercenaries, rogues,pirates and the like. So, in truth, you have to be able to take care of yourself in a place like this. But you don't care, you've been here before and as soon as you walk in, everybody cheers and drinks to you. It seems like a pretty rough crowd tonight, since the Festival of Ceres ended all the riff-raff have surfaced, and it is pretty bad this year. You settle yourself into your usual spot of comfort, order a drink, and survey your surroundings.
A girl walks into the place, of about 17 years of age, wearing white priestess robes and carrying a wooden staff. She is quite striking with a beautful elf-like face, clear sapphire eyes, golden honey hair in a ponytail, and a dazzling smile. You're not the first one to take notice of the new visitor though, some of the other less-savory people have as well. She goes over to the board and posts a message for a need of a hired sword. Walking to a place towards the center of the big room(a BIG mistake in your book) she proceeds in sitting down at table. After a few minutes, some guys walk over to her table and strike up a conversation.
She talks with flamboyant gestures, but the inebriated men don't seem to be watching her face, or listening to her at all. The leader of the group leans forward and whispers something in her ear, she blushes and shakes her head, an angry look on her face. She gets up and leaves the bar in a huff. The men get up and go to the entrance where you can here there conversation. They seem to be saying about how they are going to "get her" and "teach her respect", but you know EXACTLY what they're talking about. So when they leave the bar, you follow them. The men stalk the girl, but you wait to see if she can take care of herself. You hear sounds of struggle, so you peek around the corner and see what they're up to. They have forced the girl up against the wall and are talking to her in menacing voices. She has dropped her staff and is making small, animal whimpering noises while she shuts her eyes in prayer.
OOC: You have permission to manipulate Seraphine as she is an NPC, but try to make it a minimum.
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