Upon his arrival back at the inn, Raven was met with worried looks all around. Masked as regular people, the party was gathered in his room, with Garcia also being present. Having kept their lips shut for the most part, the elf still assumed that Erika was the mistress of some noble line and the rest of the group were her entourage. But why were they here, and what were they doing besides trying to cross to the other side of the tower? She had no idea. Fortunately for her, her mind was occupied by more important matters.
"All of this…" With a stilted expression, she stared at Raven. "It's not that I don't trust you, but Fortuna herself giving you and the others an audience, not to mention Mesmerazia too. What deal would they even have to make with you? It's not like you're a chosen or a hero or anything."
