*A rather common looking human female could be seen entering these taverns quietly enough... she would order a few drinks from the barkeep then pick a table that allowed her to have her back to the wall and get a good eye to the entrance of the tavern.. she would sip her drinks and flip a coin idly watching those who come and go and listen to the chatter of the tavern then she would leave as quietly as she came but the gold coin would remain... this would be the norm for her except for two exceptions...

In Bendir Dale she would notice that where were two division of guards... both the normal and an adventurers division so her stay wouldn't be long at all *having felt the "heat"... in fact she didn't even finish her drinks but the gold coin remains on the table.

In Wharftown seeing the broken table of the "Slanty Shanty" she would feel almost at home amongst the rowdy sailors... spending more time there then the others though she would have a slight smirk across her lips and eye the coin she flips now and then... she would leave the coin on the table as she left*

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"It is by the holy beans of Java that thoughts acquire speed, the hands acquire shakes, the shakes become a warning, it is by Java alone that I set my mind in motion."

Across the room in the Slanty Shanty a certain drow, Shouting and laughing at the top of his lungs, Feathered hat and light grey coloured clothing and drinking rum, the aroma of fish surrounds him, spotting the uncommon women in the tavern, he drunkenly makes his way over to confront her with bottle in hand, before he knows he she left... He looks down at the coin on the table for a couple of minutes before eyeing the door she left then back to the coin...

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Snobbles: The Scarey Midget.
Shia Belwardo: Sorcerer with no morals.

*on a close inspection of the coin along its edge it says "bad luck befalls everybody and the only way to avoid it is by worshiping her'...*

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"It is by the holy beans of Java that thoughts acquire speed, the hands acquire shakes, the shakes become a warning, it is by Java alone that I set my mind in motion."

The drow sits down on the table and stops any one from grabbing or tempering with the coin, giving Garth another gold coin in replacement of the one of the table, He circles the table, Looking at the coin, stumbling over a chair as does and quickly shooting back up, looking around the room like nothing happened then he picks up the coin himself, Glaring at the engraved writing on it before his eyes widening, realizing something....he turns and shouts "GARTH! I NEED ANOTHER RUM!" then back to glaring at the coin...."Bad luck, huh?" Grinning as he takes the new bottle of rum and swigging it. Leaving the Shanty with the coin and rum in hand.

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Snobbles: The Scarey Midget.
Shia Belwardo: Sorcerer with no morals.

The coin is seen, but remained untouched, by a silent, sullen shadow. Stalking out of the Shanty, a one-eyed woman, hood pulled low, sets off toward the Abyss, hand on the scimitar at her side.

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Aly'dra Zau'ana: Priestessish Of Eilistraee
Danika Nefzen: Druid of the Earthmother
Delia Am'Anodel: Paladin of Torm

\\pm sent to axl

*the human female and the drow male met in the forest "by chance"... the conversation was far from calm but something amused her...*

"He is a fool to think that he can stop me from preventing her eye from catching others..."

*she would hex herself as the drow male was pulled away by two females... one dark obviously human... the other looked somewhat elven...*

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"It is by the holy beans of Java that thoughts acquire speed, the hands acquire shakes, the shakes become a warning, it is by Java alone that I set my mind in motion."