Seeking (Someone please?)

[Alexandra Fay]

Alexandra sat at the bar with a drink in hand, and trying to hid the displeased look upon her face. Usually she would have never come to a place such as this, dislking the noise and dirtyness of it all. But Tavrens were a well known place to gather information, and whomever might be chancing by.

She sighed and looked down at her front. She had even dressed up, deciding that she would use the temptations of her body if all else failed. A pale blue dress clung to her figure, set of my a darker, stormy blue cloak. Her red crimped hair was loose and tumbling down her back.

[Saphira Siparti of Elvinoire]

A well dressed, if very young, women stepped into the tavern. Young women was one way to put it. This girl was hardly out of her teens.
Saphira always liked to dress expensively, extravagantly. THis was not an exempted occasion. She strolled up to the bar, leaning slightly across the counter. "I want to see Lina."
THe barman paled somewhat, knodded quickly, and with a nervous glance around him, he disappeared behind the doors.
A few moments later, Lina came out. She gave one glance at Saphira across the counter and mouthed a few words.
THere was a slight, momentary pause. Saphira shook her head, and passed over a single gold coin, along with a note. Lina took it without a single word passing her lips, and disappeared also, after handing a glass of some clearish liquid over. Saphira took it, her features wearing a satisfied sort of look. She swept away.
GLanicng around, the tavern was quite crowded, full of noises, and to her senses, it was a very overwhelming place. But she was in a good mood.
Saphira quickly spotted an almost empty table, occupied by a single girl, wearing what she thought was very unnessary skimpy clothing. THough she had to admit it suited the stranger.
She walked over, and lightly sat herself opposite the girl. SHe took a sip of her flute glass, oddly out of place in this place of tankards and mugs, before looking the girl in the eye.

[Alexandra Fay]

Alexandra half jumped, her attention being on a group of what looked like rouges a few tables over. She eyed the wom- girl up and leaned back in her seat. "Do I know you?" She asked, raising a brow. She sipped from her own drink.

[Saphira Siparti of Elvinoire]

Saphira smiled very slightly at the coner of her lips.
"Do you know me indeed. I believe that is a question which can be only answered by yourself."
If you studied her features with close inspection, you could almost see a smirk.

[Alexandra Fay]

Alexandar scowled, not likeing the girl's tone. She studied the girl's face, keeing her own thoughts to herself.

"I'm Alexandra." She said, nodding her head to the stranger.

[Saphira Siparti of Elvinoire]

Saphira's smile grew wider, and she took a small sip of her glass, setting it down with exaggerated care.
"Nice to make your aquaintance, Alexandra. I'm Saphira. How do you do?"
Strangely, in her polite and gracious tone, you could almost detect...
A faint lace of mockery. That lost her so many things she used to care about.

[Alexandra Fay]

Alexandra did not miss the tone. Her eyebrows snapped together but she said nothing. "I am well, and yourself?" Usually she hated such silly chatter as this, but she felt as if the girl was playing a game with her... and she wanted to know what it was.

[Saphira Siparti of Elvinoire]

"Couldn't be better actually. Very well. So. Are you from around here?"
Hmm...I'm looking, I'm looking...
Wel? Anything yet?
I'm not sure...not particularly strong in aura...but...
Look, I cant keep her talking forever.
Well, then your social skills need inproving on don't they?
Katz, i'm warning you....
Alright, alright! You and your stupid magical trinkets.

[Alexandra Fay]

Alexandra played with a strand of hair, "I am a student of magic." She told the women.

[Saphira Siparti of Elvinoire]

"Really?" Interest increased unavoidably in her voice.
I told you so. So. Anything?
I'm not sure...maybe its in a inner pocket?
Hmmm....really? It makes sense....a item of jewelery? That wouldn't be the first time...it might make it a bit hard to ob
Steal. Just say it properly would you? No use changing it by using fancy words.
Obtain is not a fancy word, you simpleton.
Watch it! You're losing concentration on the matter at hand. Keep her talking.
"And at what strand of magic are you most interested in?" she asked, always the inquisitive, innocent little girl.

[Alexandra Fay]

Alexandra scowled. She didn't like being questioned so greatly. "Academic." She said shortly.

[Ther]

Ther had banked the forge fire early and cleaned himself up. He'd grabbed his blue tunic and put in on in place of his smith's apron. He pulled his long hair back into a ponytail with a black leather cord. On his belt he wore a one meter broad sword, left side. On the right he carried his pouch and tankard. He tucked his dark brown breeches into his boots and slipped a dagger into each. Making his way to the Tavern he looked around at the early crowd. Any versed in weapons could tell that his were fine weapons indeed, but the fact that the 6'5" smith wore the long blade on his hip and it didn't touch the floor would keep all but the most bold or desperate rogues at a distance.

Two women caught his attention, one dressed in high fashion, the other rather skimpily. He smiled as he watched them talking, it seemed as if they had just met. He makes his way to the bar and sets his tankard down on it. The bar keep makes his way over and asks, "So what'll it be?" Ther pulls out his parchment and charcoal and writes 'Red Ale', and shows it to the man. The bar keep nods and fills Ther's mug with the deep red liquid, with just a hint of foam on the top. Ther smiles and tips the barkeep, then turns his attention back to the two women.