Dainya sat at the bar, smiling into her drink. She was celebrating tonight, she'd just stolen a stunning set of rings from a human diplomat in the Empire Gardens district and felt the need for a nice night of debauchery. The Quiver and Scythe was the best remedy for feelings of short term loneliness... even if most of the men were a bit... inappropriate. She'd already fended off a Half-giant, a Dwarf and a Dusk Orc and there was little sign of any of them quitting now. Besides... men seemed to like a challenge. She took the last of her drink and proffered the Halfling-sized tankard in the pretty barmaid's direction.<br/><br/>"Could I have a refill, please? This is a celebration after all." she laughed and smiled.