<span style="font-style: italic">"H-Hi"</span>Catilyn moved to make herself a little more presentable as a man approached her touching his purple cloak nervously. Fact was she needed a place to stay hidden. Money was never an issue when one steals it from others. Makes for a limitless supply for cash. A traditional thief would be caught by now, but she was no ordinary theif. Actually , She owned a small dress shop in some other land. Though she left it to her brother.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic"> "You alright there, miss?"  </span>She smiled patting the seat next to her. The guards obviously missed her, and had no clue where she could be. Oh dear, even mentioning the fact that she is running could be troublesome. Her body then sat up straight , placing her hands on top of the table.<br/><br/>"Of course I am fine , please be a dear and join me for a drink or two, Just because I seemed not so fine does not mean I am a total disgrace. Care for something to eat? The food is on me."  Her eyes then caught on a women who was having another conversation with a man, and the bartender. Well, there was nothing more she could do then slide out of her seat, and walk over to them. But before she did so she spoke to the sir. "If you would be a sir please you can either follow me or sit down."<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"I have a wagon which I want to be stored inside. You see, it is my home and store. I will be going over it, cleaning and making repairs on it. If you can not stable my steeds and wagon, I'll just spend the night and leave in the morning. Before you ask, yes I have enough money to splurge for a few days while I clean the wagon and shop.â€ </span>The gypsy lady was speaking to a female.<br/><br/>" Excuse me I just need some food, and drink. " She shoved thirty silver shillings, and 20 gold shillings to the bartender awaiting to hear what was going on.