Dainya finishes her haunting melody and stows the flute back in the pouch on her belt, smiling fondly. She did a double take, she'd been so busy getting a good deal from the... woman in the corner that she'd completely blanked the knightly bloke coming in. She took a deep draught of her ale and smiled at the newcomer.<br/><br/>"Greetings, friend. If ya tip high you get better service round here. Name's Dainya, what may I call you?"