"Good eve to you mi'lady" The keeper said casting a quick glance towards Reeve, the fire from the hearth shimmered in his eye like the fading stars of dawn. "I see by yer wear that you are new here to New Lynn. So, if I may be so forward, a little advice." Reeve noticed the hovering tumbler the tender was holding out to him, and plucked it from his grasp and took a pull in …showed first 75 words of 676 total…

…showed last 75 words of 676 total…din swam in around her in an all enveloping embrace, ticking her ears with the random snipits of conversation and laughter. She sat, and ordered a glass of honeyed mead from a passing wench, and settled herself in for an evening of people watching, on of her favirote past-times, as humans were such a fascinating lot. Constantly aware that amid the noise and confusion, there lay the soft tinkling of profits yet to be realized.