Crane sat quietly at the bar.  The foul alcoholic drinks of the Alune sickened him with their pungent smell and bitter taste.  He was stronger than many, but even he would bow to the creature who could withstand more than a single glass of the sludge.  Holding his own tankard, he sighed.  The past few hours had been extremely boring.  Every time he sensed a powerful aura on a creature, it turned out that they were as dumb as a bat or physically weak, and he needed neither.<br/><br/>"You aren't due for two days, is Maria alright? Do you have her letter?"  One of the tavern's occupants seemed to become very loud at that moment, fear evident in his voice.  Many believed the deities of the world to be perfect creatures, void of emotion yet infinitely intelligent.  This was only half true.  Crane was powerful, yes, and smarter than most if not all mortals, but like them he often felt the warm grasp of curiosity, so upon hearing this he was naturally intrigued.  A messenger, female by her shape, handed the man a letter.  Usually Crane would've turned away, the process no longer interesting him, but he felt strange.  Almost.. compelled to move forward, to talk to the messenger.  With a deep inhale, Crane could tell she housed not only a powerful mind, but with that a well suited body.  He smiled in relief, he had found his instrument.  Crane moved off the barstool and made his way to the messenger, who by smell would be a Feral.<span style="font-style: italic"><span style="font-weight: bold"> Interesting...</span></span>he thought.<br/><br/>"Excuse me, madam.  I couldn't help but notice you from across the bar, and if you would be so kind as to meet me out back, I'm sure that I will be able to compensate your loss."  Crane gestured to the engrossed Alune who clearly had no intention of paying his fees.  Without waiting for a response, Crane silently glided out the door and around the back of the tavern.  Waving his hand, he crafted an ornate bench to sit upon, after making sure that none had seen him do it.