At the pause after saying her occupation, Alizome ripples her ears and adds, "I did mention that I'm a thief and a courtesan, right? No stones thrown from me." She looks around, and then adds, "Yeah, white, four arms all with giant claws, and huge. I think they were keeping it as a pet, and expected it to kill us for them; one of the blackscales' last acts was to release it. It ran away when it got a bit charred." With a shrug, the elf adds, "That's the problem with stupid animals, of course, unless they're safely under a mage's control. Anyway, interesting to hear you get enough work to do that full time. I learned the courtesan trade to tide me over between jobs. And it's just as fun, and one can lead to the other job pretty commonly, eh?" With a chuckle, she looks around the rest of the hut.