Fiona wandered up to the bar and stood next to Chrrou. "So, what can a girl get around here to eat?" she asked the bartender. She glanced at the mouse standing beside her, thinking about how good he looked to eat.<br/><br/>Fiona missed the good ol' days she'd spent in the non-pact towns. When a good looking morsel came up next to you, they were free game. Of course there was the occasional time when she was that good looking morsel, but that's why Fiona was always sure to keep poison on hand. In the few cases when she'd gotten swallowed she'd managed to pop open a vial and empty it into her assailant's stomach. Once they were unconscious she was free to climb out and even got a free meal.<br/><br/>Fiona absent mindedly rubbed her stomach as these thoughts went through her head.   She knew she'd have to get out of here soon before the mice started to get to her again.