Down the dirt path just off the tavern, a curious sight was possible to behold if one gazed through the dark of the night. An orb of golden light bobbed through the air, its movement too consistent to be a firefly. It would bounce up and down, occasionally swishing to the side and back. It was only as the orb of light drew closer that it was apparent what it was.
It was a girl.
At only five feet, four inches tall, she was relatively short, and very petite as well. Gray eyes and white hair, tied into two incredibly long whip-like pigtails that almost reached the ground. She was very pale and thin, barely a curve on her body to speak of, though it was hard to tell considering how conservatively she was dressed.
A long, navy dress with white frills for trim, reaching down to her ankles. It had no belt or midsection for her waist, making it even harder to tell what kind of figure she had. It was long-sleeved, with the same frilly white trim on her sleeves as on her skirt and a frilled what collar showed as well. Partway down the skirt it was decorated with an embroidery of white roses. Over it she wore a red shawl, tassels hanging from every side of it. Around her hair was a navy hairband with white frills that matched her dress, while plain brown boots adorning her feet. She was carrying a lantern, oddly enough, which seemed to be what made the ball of golden light. It seemed to be an antique oil lantern, with a fairly long-reaching flame-based light.
The girl stepped up to the building and gently opened the door, making her way inside. She looked around at the interior of the tavern, her eyes wide with awe like being inside was a completely foreign concept for her. She stepped forward, stopping to look at anyone who walked by or who she passed that was sitting down, pausing to study them briefly before continuing. At the end of her march, she stopped at the bar, sitting down on a stool and setting her lantern atop the counter. She rested her elbows on the surface she sat before, arms folded as she waited. Waited for what? Service, probably.
But what was curious was... There was no civilization in the woods surrounding the Malevolence of Innocence for many miles. Yet she had clearly walked there. But she didn't seem tired at all...
Location: Forest -> Bar
Mood: Awed
Thinking: So this is what the inside of a building looks like... I wonder if they all look like this.
Wearing: Pictured