Even though it was night time, Gwendolynn Silvertongue was still up to her usual business. No, not<em>that</em>business. With this many people around, it was far too easy to get herself caught. No, Gwenny was up to her usual tricks of scamming random passer-byes. She was dressed in little, showing far too much to attract attention. But what got the attention even more so was the waving of her hands and the random chanting coming out of her mouth. "Harw-haran halla har! Elvish fortunes I tell! Five gold and your future will be told!"<br/><br/>Anyone who spoke elvish could easily tell that this half-elf did not speak a word of it. She was really just trying to seem impressive to the narrow minded. It seemed to work as her coin purse was already pretty full. Whether it was her phony fortunes or people wanting to see her cleavage bounce up and down was another matter, one she'd rather not focus on.<br/><br/>"Firimar! Come closer!" She beckoned towards a random person who seemed to be eying her hungrily. "Your fortune I will tell!"