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</div>"An ale, is it?" replied Leger with a rough chuckle, "Then it's a good thin' I fleeced that fool of a ferryman up the stream.  He started in on tellin' me his war stories an' I told him I didn't care, on account of how some of his army brethren got me pressed into service.  The ferryman looks at me and has the gall to say I must have been a pretty bad swindler to be caught, not believing his compatriots would lie.  So when we got ashore I showed him a few card tricks, fumbled a bit, and then got him to try and 'find the queen'."<br/><br/>To Leger's eyes, Aelene looked a little bored with his tale.  Fair enough.  She'd heard him tell such stories before, so he finished, "He paid up without complaint, one of the more honorable ones, so I gave him back half for bein' a good sport."<br/><br/>The human's breath steamed in the cold air.  Nodding toward the door she'd opened, he said, "Alright, I don't fancy bein' out here much longer, either.  I just wanted to let you know we had a bit of coin, so we can drink."  Leger grinned, "I also suspect you want to see if Mistress Moonhex will see through your disguise and remember you, yes?"<br/><br/>Leger had heard Aelene's stories and once or twice she'd mentioned Sonja Moonhex and the woman's peculiarities.  He didn't care.  "If she gets any fancies, be certain to tell her she has to share, because I want you tonight, too."<br/><br/>With that, they entered the tavern and were a bit disappointed in the small number of patrons currently inside.  Maybe more would arrive in the near future?  It was a good thing that they'd decided not to burst in and announce the arrival of 'The Amazing Leger DeMain'.  But it was well to be out of the cold.<br/><br/>Leger pulled a couple of silvers from the purse on his belt and the two went to the bar.  "Now, daughter," he said in a kindly manner, "Don't be lettin' us get too shitfaced."<br/><br/>To the woman that was likely 'Sonja' he said, "Two ales, and we'll be needing a room, tonight."