After being lost in her discovery for a some time she shook her head, clearing away the swirl of raging thoughts, and resolutely decided to make her way to the bar, trying to blend in. Thus far it appeared those that were here were of their own free will. She slid into an open space right in the middle and waited for the bartender to notice her, trying not to stare at the undead beings that surrounded her. She had always assumed they would look more grotesque, especially from their depictions in wizarding books but the ones she had seen so far were frighteningly beautiful, and their eyes were hypnotizing. She worried her lip, thinking it was likely that they could pull her under their thrall with their eyes alone.