As the group partook in their breakfast, they were approached by a smiling elf woman with tan skin and an elaborately braided black ponytail. She was dressed in fine clothes, including a bright blue cloak and black gloves that she constantly fidgeted with.<br/><br/>The group had seen her around and perhaps chit-chatted with her now and again. Her name was Callida, a club member from the Simic Combine who had a reputation of trying to rope anyone not currently occupied into one of her schemes, which frequently involved spelunking in some deep corner of the undercity in order to collect "samples".<br/><br/><br/>She eyed the food shifty. Callida always had a reputation for swiping off other people's plates even though there was free food aplenty in the pantry. She didn't make an attempt now. Perhaps to be polite, or perhaps not wanting to mess with them.<br/><br/><br/>"I hope everyone is doing well today," she said with a grin. "Who's up for an exciting and profitable venture with minimal risk?"