Orenda had just made it to the knew town, it looked like any other typical Connloath town. She was planning and hoping to use her abilities of persuasion to get herself a job. First though she was going to have to get her baring and settle in. Orenda had been pleasantly surprise that there were no Mordecai, or least not yet.
She continued to look around, glad that her plain clothing fir right in the people there. She stopped to admire the architecture of the church, trying to seem as normal as possible. She figured the best place to find a job and place to stay for a new comer would be a tavern. She found one that was close the town center, knowing those usually had the best and most accurate information.
She saw a man, she would guess a bard sense he was speaking in verse. There weren't many people there, but it was early, most would be working. She reached up, gently touching his shoulder. That's when it hit her, and it appeared to anyone watching as if someone had actually hit her, knocking her back half a step and nearly knocking her down.
A vision, she rarely had them, and she honestly didn't like them, they were too draining. She seen a quick picture of a centaur, and didn't understand why he would give her that type of vision. A dark blush spread over her face, she hoped that he didn't feel when she touched him.