<div class="floatleft">(http://i1113.photobucket.com/albums/k512/MissF1R3/Noelle2_zpsyhtb9azr.png)</div><br/>Just then, the front door to the tavern opened and in walked Noelle, the Val's own bookkeeper and manager of sorts. She was a tall blonde with green eyes and a curvy, voluptuous figure. Always dressed quite nicely, today was no different and Noelle wore a black and white dress accented with red and cut in all the proper places to show off her perfect figure. She smiled at those gathered on the lower floor as she made her way in.<br/><br/><em>"So sorry, ladies. I know I'm late, but I've got us a job lined up and it required a meeting with the client early this morning,"</em>she says, moving around behind the counter to address the few gathered.<em>"None other than the 'illustrious' Lord Cotswel himself requires our services,"</em>she says, putting a bit of venom into the word 'illustrious', showing she shared the same low opinion of him everyone but Cotswel himself did,<em>"I'll go over the finer details when everyone is present, but for right now, I can tell you that if we pull this off it should be quite the payday! Enough to make up for our slow period and then some!"</em>She smiled, brimming with hope and excitement.