Before you, you see a girl in the corner of a tavern, long blonde hair, a fox ears and a tail, amber eyes, a playful grin, twirling her daggers and flipping them in the air every so often. It looks like she's waiting for someone, or something. Her clothing is somewhat odd, in lots of and lots of brown, red, black, white and gold. She isn't from here, clearly. It looks like she might be a fox shifter race, or something like that.