Oreine was her name, but it was something that was rarely ever used. Her identity changed almost frequently depending whatever she had been hired for. However, for the time being and the purpose of this meeting she was simply going by the name “Frost”. She had occasionally made some visits to the establishment, but she deemed it unwise. It’s unclear how exactly she had gotten inside to the bar, especially with a hood covering most of her face, but she did. Her long coat draped down her sides, making it easy to conceal most weapons and of course a hood. Of course she was armed, she always was, never letting go of her knife.<br/><br/>She was an elf, although the coat and hood did hinder such identification. She resented the option or at the very least did not approve of the idea of seating in such a bar, but she did. For quite some time she had been there, but she was quiet. Watching the rest at the table, seeming to piece together why she had been requested.<br/><br/>She listened carefully for certain key words. “Somebody was missing”, “Insurance” she thought. This did not sit too well with her; she had never been requested for something like this. She had to learn more, she was not keen to going in blind. “More detailed information would be required before one might be able to commit” she said, her voice sounded calm and detached. If one was to look when she spoke, it seems she barely even moved.<br/>