Kyra
Honeyhome, a place that she had visited a few times now. Once again she'd found herself directed to the small village on behalf of the Merency Emergency Encampment - this time with the request to find a collection of plants and herbs that were often used in numerous mixtures to create medicines provided to patients. Once again, she found herself wondering who thought that she was a good prospect for field work. She'd never shown any aptitude for it - her skills lay within the realms of healing, for sure, but finding materials and braving the unknown wilds? Never her strength.
She wandered into Honeyhome, smiling at the few individuals she passed on the way, and skirting wide around a pair of horses that were making their way down the main avenue towards the wilds. She felt her spine tingle as she glanced away from the beasts, trying to pretend that they weren't there.

"You're okay...they can't harm you. I mean they can, but they won't. They're gone. Just keep going. You're safe."
She mumbled to herself as she continued further into the small village. She knew that she would need to head back out into the fields and forests surrounding Honeyhome, but for the time being she was exhausted. Her focus, for the moment, was to find somewhere to call a temporary home. Last time she had been here, she'd come across a local inn that had seemed promising.
The Cozy Nook Inn appeared as it had last time - almost homely. Kyra smiled as she entered the main area, looking for the individual who usually took the room bookings. She found, instead, a collection of patrons simply hanging around in the main area. Sighing, already frustrated at her situation, she let slip her question before considering the tone or implication of it.

"So...does no one work here? Honestly, I've walked all the way from Merency, and all I want is a room before I have to head back into the wilds again. Is that too much to ask for? It seems like such a simple thing, and yet..."
Her face flushed as she realised how the words had come out, and watch she sounded like. Her voice continued, fumbling slightly as she tried to adjust her behaviour, horrified at how she had presented herself - to a room full of people, no less.

"...and yet...err...I'm sorry, I've had a long walk. I...I would just like a room...please....I'm sorry for being rude, that wasn't...wasn't polite, or kind...or...nice...sorry..."
@Toko