[center][b][I]Melisa Rynir - A random Inn - Hials[/I][/b][/center]

Melisa glanced down at herself when the woman began to try to piece together who exactly she was through what she was wearing, among other things. It was true her [url= https://farm3.staticflickr.com/2502/3775857286_40793cc780_z.jpg]armor[/url] was not one that just anyone could afford, and when the woman mentioned 'discharges', an even greater scowl was brought upon her face. Melisa was not injured, highly doubted her family even thought about her in the past few months, and was most certainly not here because she [I]wanted[/I] to be. So where did that leave her? Did she fall under the category of [I]mentally ill[/I]? The thought seemed ridiculous despite her deteriorating sanity. As if anyone would have noticed...had she not been as secretive as she would have liked? So many questions that simple statement had brought about.... As they approached the inn, the woman had turned and asked a simple question.

[b][I]"But more importantly, just who are you?"[/I][/b]

Letting out a small sigh, Melisa crossed her arms over her chest. It was probably a bad idea to tell the woman her name. She could only imagine how much gossip she could arouse by telling all she knew that she had spotted a Rynir cowering under a bridge. How disgraceful that would be. However, the woman did seem more mature, she was helpful....so maybe this time she would take a chance and trust someone. If all else failed, it didn't matter. Melisa didn't plan to return to Hials after this, so as long as the rumors stayed secluded here, it didn't really matter. It was a long moment before she actually spoke. [b]"My name is Melisa Rynir..."[/b] she said, her voice absent of anger or the like. She glanced around herself and thought maybe she could avoid such a secret getting out. 

[b]"...I'm willing to pay you however much you want to keep you quiet about finding me. I have a reputation I would like to uphold."[/b]