While the adventurers were celebrating at the Cellar, what appeared to be a human female stumbled through the gates of Rodenttown. She possessed a strange sort of beauty, one that would cause heads to turn as she passed by, but at the same time those heads wouldn't be able to remember her the next day. She also appeared to be close to starving. "Food..." she groaned as her thin frame took another step.<br/><br/>However, behind this seemingly helpless persona was a dangerous mind. Inside the disguise waited a conniving and slightly plump catfolk, waiting for the next victim of her ruse. For years Fiona had been an expert assassin, performing her hits well enough that at the end of the day she was safe from the local guard and had earned a free meal. However, with the famine suddenly the need for her talents had diminished, leaving her without a job. That was when she turned to "begging."<br/><br/>Fiona had never truly been close to starving, but she found it easy enough to convince people otherwise. She traveled from town to town, always entering as a woman who desperately appeared in need of a good meal to keep her away from the brink of death. Most towns had some good samaritan willing to take her in and offer her some food. When she was lucky, that samaritan also happened to live alone, be fairly week, and often leave their back exposed to her. Those were the nights that reminded her of her former profession, stalking her prey and and ending the hunt with a full belly.<br/><br/>"Please, can somebody spare me some food?" she asked the nearby mousefolk who were scrambling by.<br/><br/>(Tell me if I need to make any checks in there as far as disguise and stuff.)