Alaura was drinking her water in a local tavern where she stopped during her circuit as a Royal Justiciar. She never drank alcohol, even when she was off duty. Alaura wanted to keep her wits about her at all times; she had mad many powerful enemies during her time as a Royal Justiciar, enemies who’d of loved to see her dead. She patted a part of her red official robes to make sure her ironwood gavel, a sizable truncheon the length of a short sword, was still on her as she surveyed the Tavern