Her eyebrows burrowed forward with his reply, she was still unsure why she was given this letter in the first place. She glimpsed around again towards everyone who seemed to have an ideal purpose to be some kind of hero, or offered more special quests. But since this man had no part in the letter she decided to keep her uneasiness to herself. She returned the smile and bowed politely to him before folding the letter back up. As she turned to find her seat again, the man in the long cape approached her. She couldn’t tell from where he was sitting whether he was human or elf by how low his cap covered his face and his long hair covered the most obvious pointer. 

Her eyes grew wide by the flattering introduction and her face slowly grew red as he planted the kiss gently on the back of her hand. When he lifted his face to look at her again, she was able to study him closer. He had bold blue eyes that could easily be identified under the low lighting of the tavern as well as the plumped lips that were covered by the thick fur of his beard. She could hardly tell his age by his appearance, he seemed young yet wise. Though no human, could ever beat the years of an elf. Which seemed to be a curse as well as a virtue. She hadn’t realized that she had been staring at him without giving him any reply and soon blinked herself back in to the conversation. “My name is Nyx.” She cleared her throat quietly and curtsied once more. “It’s very nice to meet you Caspian.” She opened her mouth to continue, yet she hadn’t come up with something to say and paused awkwardly in place.