"Oh, hello!" she said, taking a step back instinctively. She hadn't been looking above herself and his appearance was a bit of a surprise, all the more so because she hadn't seen him up close except for those few minutes in the armory. He looked to her like an upright griffin, the wings lovely even with the damage.

"I've seen many people doing repairs today," she said, and shrugged, pointing to the sword at her side. "Me too. Is this your tavern?"

She hadn't been in there yet. 'The Drunken Dragon,' huh. Well, she liked it already.