Amaya glared at the small green woman, she found gnomes annoying, goblins were nasty little gold grabbers. She sighed at the question of where she got the gold, like it was impossible she would have it. Well maybe if she wasn't so lazy she would, but her sister had earned the money soo...<br/><br/>She lit her pipe, sucking on it before sighing out the rich earthy smoke. She eyed the men in the room a moment. Taking scent, some you could taste. The elf was almost feline in a way, before she pulled her control and pose back.<br/><br/>She smoked her pipe slowly as she reminded herself, room and meal. Ok check. Next was the meeting, blah. Once handled she was free, it was just that the waiting was so hard, so boring.<br/><br/>She looked at her nails oddly. Hmm they still had dirt under them. Oh well. She smoked her pipe and watched. Watching wasn't against the rules.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>