enters the tavern, walking straight to the bar. He sits down on a stool, curling his tail around a wooden leg as he waits for the bar keeper to notice him.

sees a new person enter and watches him wait. He must not have been to this tavern as frequently as her or knew the bar keeper like she did. "He's a tad bit blind, you'll have to call to him."

doesn't show any sign of having heard her, though he follows her instruction and raps the counter with a few knuckles. "Keeper." After a little bewilderment, the person in question comes over.

sips her drink with holding back a little laugh. New people were always amusing. At least the guy wasn't another customer, hopefully, so she could relax again. "Norman, hit me again. Make it extra strong, da."

slips in a word with the so called Norman on his way back to the taps, questioning him quietly and eventually getting the information he came for, and so he waits.

tries to listen in. She survived on information she overheard in places like this. Down goes another shot and she glances over at the other. "Do you have business with Norman? I hope he is not in trouble."

starts slightly within his cloak. When he turns to her his expression and voice are calm. "Don't worry, miss.. It's harmless." As Norman returns to them he hands him a small key exchanged for a few coins.

frowns. Certainly seemed completely opposite from what he was saying. Well damn, this might be the fun she needed after a shitty escort. She finishes her drink and waits a few seconds to follow him.

would consider her suspicions exaggerated if he'd known. He glances at the key, noticing the small number 7 carved into it and slides off the stool as he pockets it.

just wants a little fun, things get so boring. Norman wasn't doing anything suspicious. She gets a glimpse of the key and wonders what it's for, maybe a secret chest?! Full of gold maybe..

puts his hands in his pockets as he crosses the room, slipping between the bosterious bar guests and avoiding a few wild fists flying. He escapes into an open hallway lined with a number of doors.

gets a little excited as she gets up to follow this mysterious cloaked figure. Even if it was nothing this was still better than drinking till she was red in the face and passing out.

stopsby a door near the end of the hall and turns the key in it's lock. However he now notices his follower from the corner of his eye and pauses in his process of opening the door. ".. Yes?"

mentally swears, she was getting rusty blending with people. "I am just.. checking rooms! Making sure they are all clean and nice, da." Well that was a terrible lie, she hardly looked like a maid.

it the hallway is much too deserted to hope for that. He looks her over once skeptically, pausing at her eyes. "The blind Norman should recognise you by voice, then. He's the type to serve his workers?"

sighs. "No I do not work for Norman, that was lie. I was just curious as to what you were doing. We do not get people like you very often or travellers. I apologize for following you."

nods lightly, slight curiosity apparent in his eyes for a mere second. ".. Apology accepted, I knew it was a lie." He pauses, hand on the door handle. "What d'you mean... people like me?"

chuckles slightly at this. "No one pays much attention to skillsets that are not combat related. I have nearly ever sense, except holy, and can track almost anything. To sum that up I know what you are and we_

do not get a lot of your kind through here. So as you can see I'm naturally weary and curious when patterns in this game change. Life and death is being able to figure patterns in here."

turns to lean against the doorframe as he listens to her. ".. Impressive." He can't help but admit that much. "My stay here, however, isn'penitented to be a risk on anyone's health.. It's your choice what you _

believe."

already taken a mental note of what gear she could see, and could take a few hits before she was in trouble. "I have gathered that, but still, why are you here? This is human town after all, even I am oddity."

(intended*)

shrugs with one shoulder. "Quests? They send you anywhere, you know." His flat tone is tainted slightly by sarcasm. Her curiosity is slowly turning bothersome.

narrows her eyes, trying to think of all the quest through here. Her last escort had a quest through here but didn't look nearly as geared as him. "You look like you're a bit high level for this area.." If_

there were now higher level quests through here something changed, and then she'd have to spend days in this area again to get all the mob patterns down. "Sorry, but I make living on information. I will leave."

sighs quietly. "I'm travellin' to another location for a quest, and this happened to be a good place to rest." He pushes off the wall and gives a small nod. "Now, if that was all." He moves to enter the room.

eyes him quickly, that cape looked like it costed a pretty penny. "I could take you there. No one knows area better than me. Half price since I seemed to have bothered you, da." It would give her chance to see_

a demon's skill set and learn counters. They were notoriously hard to find. If he made it in one piece and she got paid that was just a bonus. "I know every short cut and everyone wants to level fast."