<strong>Rowena at the gentleman’s club</strong><br/><br/>Rowena could almost smell the scent of gentleman even on the obvious back route to her destination. The scent of cigar smoke, port, whiskey and leather permeated the very air. The building too had a scent to it… no it had a feeling to it, something that the young woman could not quite put her finger on even with her rather unique gifts.<br/><br/>She was lead through dark hallways of wood, such beautiful surroundings surely these were the more private chambers, for more important guests. She was lead finally to some most sumptuous chambers. However the most interesting items met her eyes though she could not be sure what they were, also the books that caught her eyes were intriguing…more so was the man that sat in a leather chair. Did Rowena know him from some where?<br/><br/>He offered her refreshments and then discussed something about his wife wishing for a reading. He was most polite and pleasant. Afterwards the woman was taken downstairs again it did seem the time had been well rather short, yet much more time had passed than either she or Barnabas had thought. Also there was a rather tinny taste in her mouth, as she travelled buck to her estate.<br/>