@survivalbias
Eina hummed quietly to herself as she wandered down the street, directly to her planned destination--a specific little Inn she'd told a newcomer about.
Upon entering, she went to the reception desk and the man looked confused as to why a guild worker was there. The sun was setting--didn't she have her own home?
"You have a resident here that goes by the name Bell, right? An elf? I'm not here on official guild business or anything, but I wanted to see how he was doing."












