Monfrox wrote:"Huh?" The girl stood up and walked over to the front desk. "Thank you I was wondering what I might be able to d-" The girl stopped mid-sentence as her eyes zeroed in on the name of the city. Bielefeld. She had a sudden and dramatic change in mood. She thought that maybe something had happened on some sort of trip with the addition of too much alcohol, however a ludicrous reasoning it'd be since she was only twenty and wasn't old enough to drink. Now, she quickly grasped the severity of her situation. She went a bit pale, felt her heart beating irregularly fast, and was having a shortness of breath. She swallowed hard and looked up from the form at Myra. "T-tell me...what kind of uh...history does this place have? What are the residents like?"
Myra tilted her head at the reaction from this new person. Well this was odd. Most people came in here looking perplexed (such was the norm she had been getting accustomed to), but this girl looked a bit scared, apprehensive. Shrugging, "Um, well we've got a myriad of different people here. Cultists, timecops, raptors, ponies, humans, fae, aliens... we're sorta cobbled together and generally everyone here is nice. As for history," Myra smirked lightly and sat back, "Oh I don't even know where to really start. I mean people go about their business, sometimes I see things on pass by, other times you've got people wandering in here. All in all though, the residents here are usually open to meeting newbies."