Velvaina turned as one voice ehcoed out every other voice in the room there before her eyes stood the feathered enchantress she listend to her words.<br/><br/><b>''Ahum. Welcome, welcome in Mystique! I welcome my dismal-dreaming foot-lickers, my den of dankish claybrains who are always pissed as newts. I see there is a new collection of sons of whores who never seize to stop spending their lives in my inn. Every strange bugger, every filthy dog-hearted clot-pole who fly through my doors, I welcome you all, so long as the money spend is yours!''</b><br/><br/>She frowend a bit at the language that was used to greet the customers but she did get told that traditions were differant in other lands but what caught her off guard was when the ladies danced onto the stage her face turnt from her normal colour to bright pink she was not expecting anything like this. she turned to the Dvergar then back towards the stage she watched the tassels and frilly bits sway as the ladies dance her eyes looked for a while mostly in suprise.<br/><br/><span style="color: DarkOrchid">"W-w-what is with this festival!?</span>" she spoke to no one in particular she just said it out loud it may of been hard to understand due to her accent and the big shock for her. Velvaina would raise her hand waveing it about trying to grab the attention of a waitress.<br/><span style="color: DarkOrchid"><br/>
"I-i need-" </span>Before she can finish her sentance she is grabbed and span around being caught off guard she didn't notice that her coin purse was taken during the act as it was hanging on the end of skirt she may of noticed if she was not stunned by the performance going on she may of noticed the money grabbing thief. After his little charade was finished she stood there attempting to regain her posture. unaware that she had been robbed and that her coin for a bed and possibly a drink were now in the hands of another.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>