[Sadrain]

Rain walked downstairs, Makon bouncing after her. She had changed and now her clothes consisted of mostly black and red, with touches of green and she appeared to be weaponless, but after all, this was a neutral zone, there wouldn't be need for weapons... or would there?
Her gaze stopped at Michael, and her brows slightly furrowed. She felt that he wasn't one to be responsible for the bar, simply because he wasn't "part" of the inn, but she didn't question it loudly.
Next thing that she stared at for a while was the puddle of black and red liquids, and the girl guessed they were alchemical brews, and then she looked back at Michale. "What happened here, if I may ask?" she asked, walking closer to the bar. Makon ran to sniff the puddle, then made a strange meeping noise and ran to her.