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</div><br/><br/>Bellona (Bell for short) was relieved to see the town gates of Drake Haven. The journey from her last job was long and not without the usual risks but the brigands fared worse than she, losing heavy purses to the mercenary.  People often mistook the skills hidden in the woman.  She worked hard to cultivate an air of trust and vulnerability and patrons paid well because she was efficient and discreet.  This last job took a lot out of her and Bell envisioned a hot bath and dinner brought up to her room but that was after a little detail that had to be attended to first.<br/><br/>Weaving her way through throngs of people, market life and busy fishmongers hawking their wares continued uninterrupted.  She enjoyed seeing the daily routine of the common folk, her history stemmed from a similar environment.  Reminiscing, however, didn’t stop her from nabbing a pickpocket, attempting to lift a pouch from her belt.  Eyes cold but lips smiling friendly-like, “Leave that one alone, Handsome.  It’s got poisons that are hard to cure.”  Shaken, he shrank for her side and melted back into the crowd.  Bell continued on until she stood facing a simple wooden door with a heavy knocker.  Greeted warmly and escorted inside, Bell removed her gloves and cloak and looked around for a place to sit and enjoy a private drink. Unsure how long her contact might take, she only wanted to sit uninterrupted until he/she arrived.