Many of the patrons who had crept in over the past hour seemed to all be eager to set out for the bandit hunt that the Jarl's wife and the Dwarf had brought up. Despite Feiia's silence, she was interested in the proposition, even though she wasn't much of a team player these days. The pay sounded too good to pass up, however. But when Feiia saw the young hunter, Alice, her motivations for joining shifted quite substantially. Although their encounters had been brief, Feiia knew Alice well enough to know that she was still very young, seventeen if memory of their first meeting was correct. It was touching to watch the girl's initial enthusiasm and the Snow Elf found a great warmth in her heart as she was reminded of the fire she had when she was younger. Her feelings didn't distract Feiia from the potential of it being very dangerous for someone inexperienced like Alice, but Feiia was no different when she set out from the orphanage.

Food interrupted Feiia's trip down memory lane as she quietly ate while she watched events continue to unfold. It was all kind of bore but when the Jarl's wife made a move to pull both the Drows for a private conversation, Feiia couldn't resist. She carefully got up and nonchalantly stepped past the other patrons in order to lean up against the closed door to the private section of the inn. She crossed her arms and continued her idle viewing of the tavern but all of her focus was put to trying to listening through the wall. 

[i]"...think the orcs have abandoned" ~Yadda yadda~[/i]

It was muffled and Feiia missed a few syllables but she got the gist of the conversation. Perhaps it wasn't safe to stay here anymore as those concerns sounded very much like ill omens for the village. But go where? Feiia didn't think of many options before she overheard their conversation coming to a close. 

[i]"Thank you, and I will help out where I can."[/i]

Covertly, Feiia stepped past the patrons of the tavern again. On her way across the busy hustle of the patrons, she tapped the dwarf from behind and as she brushed past him, she said just above a whisper "I'm in." She gave the dwarf a wink and continued on towards the front door of the tavern. Again, she found the wall by the door and casually leaned up against it, observing everyone else. She nodded at Arielle as she made her departure and only moments later, saw Alice step in.

Feiia delicately placed a hand on the young girl's shoulder and waited for the Alice's attention. The girl was carrying more items than when she had first entered and had likely made a trip home. "Careful. You'll never know when you might see her again." Feiia spoke softly as her stout, strong expression and roguish grin finally gave way to a something a bit more solemn, as if mourning. Of course Feiia was referencing Alice's mother as Feiia had heard the tales. But even more than that, Feiia was recalling her own experiences of leaving someone you love.

Feiia gently lifted her hand from the girl's shoulder and very tenderly, almost motherly, brushed her thumb along Alice's cheek, giving the girl a kind smile. "You'll do fine. If you need anything, I'll be there."