
A young female is standing in the door, looking at you a bit amused. She is of a shorter height, and slim. She wears her hair in two long braids, with bangs cut at an angle over her eyes, which are green with purple flecks. Her purple cloth and leather skirt reaches her knees, and her purple cloth bodice hugs her slim stomach. She extends her hand to you, and you grasp it in a warrior's shake.
"I'm Dea. Who are you?" she asks, letting go of your hand and walking to her desk, sitting in a chair. You state your name, and she nods.
"Were you looking for something?" she asks, and you suddenly remember you were going to ask if she could help you with something. She agrees to help you, and when you are done, she sits on the floor and continues cleaning her tack. You exit the door, happy to have met someone new.