Inalia: And so she faces her fears with a smile, only… These fears look quite a lot like her. Are the Renad, she wonders, all signless?
Of course, her shock at seeing all these seemingly signless people acts to drown out the sounds of the tavern itself. It is busier than usual, noisier than usual, a room full of chatter to compliment the market outside. Pairing with the shock, she feels disbelief that her head still won’t shut up in a situation like this.
Inalia: Indeed, she wonders if this is merely a trick, or if she is not alone in her godless state. Maintaining her friendly face she discreetly examines their clothes, and yet none of them bear signs, not even the children.
