A rather tall woman with short brown hair, wearing black mage's robes, with a complex dark grey and purple pattern on them, and a large leather bag, much like a computer case, over one shoulder, enters.

Approaching the table with the adventurers at it, she smiles at Nycca, going to take a seat next to her, should there be one available.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the tavern, Tirin remains quiet for now, the recent fighting having apparently made him a bit twitchy, judging by the way he's examining anyone who gets near them.