Celica

The tavern is bustling with music. Yet your ears are completely tuned out. You sit casually balancing a dagger on your finger. Its been awhile since you got a good contract. Not a hook to get you reeling in too your gold. Then you slowly look up too see a young woman. Wavy red hair and red eyes. She has a dagger hilted at her side. Perhaps her weapon. She clears her throat before speaking Celica: "You're You, yes?"