The door of the tavern pushed open, Atashi ducking in and walking over to the bar with a slow, confidant gait. For now, she kept her hood up as she took an empty seat, waving to the bartender.<span style="color: DarkRed">An ale, and the latest news or jobs.</span>She honestly didn't expect anything new to be offered, a number of the men she had seen before apparently afraid, or just didn't wish to hire the Kossith.<br/><br/>As the ale was set down, she sipped it carefully and watched the crowd, noting the sneers and snickers directed at the man in the far corner with the elves. A silver coin was produced from under her robe and slid across the bar as she stood, walking over with the mug in hand.<span style="color: DarkRed">From what I can guess... you are trying to find help, and it's not been forthcoming?</span>Atashi looked over the trio before pulling her hood back, her violet eyes moving back and forth, then looking toward the map.<span style="color: DarkRed">How good is the information on that, and what's the pay?</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>