<div class="floatright">(https://static1.squarespace.com/static/540bcd47e4b0387389f42fc2/540be933e4b01f1007d19695/540bea1fe4b0240505783d72/1410066976540/false_covenant.jpg?)</div><div style="text-align: left;">Kaitlyn Tanner (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=291221.msg14299176#msg14299176)</div>Kaitlyn allowed her face to split into a wide grin, which imperfectly mirrored Grog's.<br/><br/>"Thank you, Grog," the rogue chuckled. "That's mighty big of you."<br/><br/>Following their now amiable host, Kaitlyn let her gaze take in the other occupants. She swung onto one of the barstools, and turned to watch the elven dancer, a look of what might've been nostalgia on her sharp features. One hand began to tap unconsciously against her thigh, finding the rhythm in a different kind of entertainment than the one with which she was most familiar.<br/><br/>"Sounds perfect," Kaitlyn agreed, turning for a minute to address the serving girl directly.<br/><br/>Very casually, Kaitlyn allowed her attention to drift over to the arguing dragonborn, trying to pick out any of the juicier snippets. Indiscrete people often had the most fascinating conversations and she needed something to occupy her mind while they waited for their apparently free food and drink.