James
**Maven was sipping a cup of tea at one of the tables. The Bee and Barb was quiet tonight. Emptied out by the owners and closed an hour early, per Maven's instruction. She was waiting on a representative of the Thieves Guild whom she has called for. The tea was prepared by herself, while Keerava and her lover sleep upstairs, blissfully unaware of the meeting to take place.**
Louis
She entered the tavern without a sound, closing the door silently behind her as her well trained eyes swept over the tavern keenly. She wasn't nervous, she had talked to Maven quite a bit before this. She was the reason she had a home in the rift in the first place. 

Walking up to her and sitting gracefully, still being as quiet as the night she bowed her head in respect "Maven." Her voice was soft and docile as it always was.
James
**She doesn't meet her eyes to Amari quite yet.**

"Don't act so familiar yet. Lady Maven will do fine."

**She gestures to the tea in front of Amari. A second set, and a kettle, recently heated with steam whisping from the nozzle like a candle flame.**

"Help yourself. We may be here for more than a moment."