At an undefined late hour Sara Panthera lounges downstairs in the tavern, having a table and bench of her own. She is dressed in blue robes, and has her legs stretched out underneath the table while her upper body is hunched over the table, pressing her chest down against it. Her arms are stretched out in front of her, holding a small symbol of Sune in her hands. She fiddles with it, watching it quietly.
A smile can be seen briefly, before it fades and she sighs deeply, dropping her face down to the table with a thud - and shortly there after, again.
"Can't believe this..."