The tavern doors swing open...

...and in walks an elderly woman. She is wearing several layers of skirts in a plethora of colors, styles and lengths. Her face is crooked with age and her eyes appear tired and filled with the wisdom of several years past. Her eyes are dull, one of them emerald in color and the other a soft sapphire. She wears a scarf over her head that is neatly tied under her chin; the knot cascading the many gemmed pieces of jewelry adorning her neck. Strapped to her waist with a series of sashes are several pouches in variant materials.

She makes her way into the tavern and takes a seat in a far corner. Flagging down a barmaid, she orders a drink and pays in several small coins. When the beverage arrives she clasps her hands and nods her head, and then drinks from the cup, letting out a satisfied sigh.

She looks around the room cautiously at first, as though inspecting her surroundings for apparent threats, and then settles into her seat.

*The white clad gypsy watches the woman. When she sits, Selena makes her way over to her table and looks to the barmaid.* "Anyting she vishes iz on me." *She then turns to face the Gypsy, forcing a smile onto her face. "If joo need anyting. Let me know."

The old woman smiles, showing yellowed teeth; a look of awe flushes her face.
"Bless joo, child"

Suddenly, the elder reaches up and grasps both sides of Selena's face, the skin of her hands rough and leathery. The look of awe drops from her face, replaced by one of inquiry.
"Child... joo haf suffvered great loss. Tell meh, vhy do joo carry zis pain vith joo?"

She quickly retracts her hands and draws a handkerchief from her bosom, covering her mouth as she begins coughing violently into it.

*The young gypsy takes a seat and lowers her head.* "I ave lost somevone vedy close to me. I love him vedy much and his life vas taken because of dis stupid var."

Delso enters that tavern, He looks greatly concerned, shaking and strangely pale. A bar maid approaches and him, she asks "anything sir?" He shakes his head with his arms crossed tightly around his waist hunched over the table. " Ju-j-just back o-off!" As the barmaid walks away he begins to sweat heavily his eyes darting back and forth.