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They will do... Something about adventurers caused them to congregate together, like sheep gathering for the slaughter. Wait in a tavern long enough and like grains of sand, they start rolling slowly into rocks.... These pebbles should skip across the proverbial river well enough. So the girl stood up, heels clicking as she made her way over to what she could only assume to be adventurers.

Along the way, another person also seemed to be making their way to the same group. With a few quick steps, she closed distance between the new figure, putting an arm around its shoulders. The lack of flesh on the creature was a start, but not uncommon where she came from.

Reaching into her robes with her free arm, she withdrew a pouch of coin, and closed scroll depositing both silently on the table. Without looking at anyone at the table, she took a seat, pushing the stranger she'd dragged with her into a free chair. Waiting, she began absentmindedly drumming fingers against the table.