The door opens and a cold wind sweeps in from the snowy landscape outside. A slender woman with long, blonde hair shakes the snow off her clothes. She looks around to see if there is a vacant spot somewhere in the room and finds a place to sit. She grabs the arm of a maid who passes by. "May I get a horn of mead please?" She looks around to see if there may be a familiar face somewhere but then she shakes her head. No, of course not. She's new to this place, who would she recognize? It seems to be quite an interesting crowd though...