[@TheDarkTemplar][@Jerkchicken]

Sarah arched a brow as the groggy woman  in front of her held her head up, she didn't know she was asleep or she wouldn't have bothered her. But a table was really no place to sleep in the first place. She frowned slightly as she answered the waiter, it was obvious she had little to no money. It was soon made apparent why from what she understood of what was said to her. Despite being an Elf she spoke all of none of Elvish seeing as she was raised by a human and not by Elves. She nodded slowly, "I'm Sarah, local smith, nice to meet you." She told her, smiling warmly. 

She wondered what it was like, being part of a clan, formerly or not. She knew almost nothing of Elven culture, what she did know from when she was a kid long forgotten. "You're from a clan, huh? That's neat." She told her, genuinely intrigued at the idea. "I don't..speak Elvish either. Kinda lived here all my life, long story." She added nervously.

"You know, if you need a placd to stay I have room at my place?" She offered. The waiter soon came by with water for Nila and job information. With the waiter back she decided to take this opportunity to order something to eat before heading back for the crafts show, turning to him she spoke "If you have it, can I get a baked potato and a glass of ale?" She then turned to Nila, "What about you? Surely you're hungry after such a long trip?" She asked her.