"I mean no harm to your group, it's actually quite the opposite. ", Genevieve had responded. 

Isabeau had remained in the back, tucked in the shadows of the afternoon sun on the side of the tavern. She couldn't gauge if this one was a threat or not, but there was something wrong, she could feel it in the air.

Genevieve's gaze lingered over them all, and despite her location, Isabeau was quite easy for the stranger to spot. 

"It is your destiny to complete this quest. I have spent my life studying the ancient texts of my people. They talk about a Princess of Darkness,  and how she will lead a group of unlikely heroes." Her eyes seemed to burn a hole in Izzy'a skull. "This expedition however,  will lead to your deaths, unless you allow me to help you."