Feon had just entered the Kingdom of Harrowmount. Some of the stitching on her hand was a bit loose from a recent run in with thugs, one of them had nicked her hand causing the stitches to come loose, as she headed towards the inn she was attracting quite a bit of attention to her self as the bolts on her head were starting to spark a bit. All she could think about at the moment though was getting herself something to drink.