Dana sips her chilled, tart wine and nods at the others sitting before her. She studies her newfound companions with a customary modest vigilance, privately typecasting them. While they seem to be a motley crew, she feels secure in the knowledge that her colleagues have come with the same sense of adventure or purpose as she.
Outside the convent, Dana has felt the need to prove herself to most men, not as a devout paladin but rather as a competent warrior. She smiles imwardly at the thought that three of the five people sitting here come from the fairer sex. While she would love to chalk up this fact as a trend towards cultural progress, she knows it to be merely a fortunate coincidence and therefore remains quiet for a moment longer so that her companions can assess her.
The female paladin creates a fair yet striking image. Her strong limbs, compact shoulders and stern stare reflects a toughness about her, without detracting from her sinuous, feminine figure. In fact, she appears all woman in spite of her steely bearing and warrior garments. She has since loosened a thick belt that normally hugs her supple waist to let her longsword and throwing hammer hang comfortably at her sides. A winged helmet, currently sitting on the table in front of her, normally conceals her long silky blonde hair.
"I'll be honest," Dana finally says to the group. "I'm not exactly used to planning in such a forum. That is, I've never really planned with people I barely know and in a tavern. Any ideas how we should start? Maybe we should do a round of introductions?"