Emma Moon comes in her ma gone with the last caravan, well they had a couple whores so one more wasn't bad to add on, and they were heading to join an army and now she is thinking she should have left and not stayed in this place. Business has been slow she isn't opposed to thieving but won't steal seriously from locals, the caravan travel is down so can't rob them and the mountain men are not due down for a few months. So is not in the best shape with coin.<br/><br/>Walking in she peace bonds her sword and most of locals know their pouches are safe not the new people, whom she is eying over to see who might be worth lifting the purse of then seeing the bouncer nods she won't do so in here, but outside they are fair game, and no one will stay here forever in the building.<br/><br/>Sitting down she moves her Lyre-guitar around and is by the elven woman and takes in the news then speaks to the bartender. I would like a local ale, and some food a chunk of beef rib and whatever the soup is with some bread and an apple cut up. I need to find some money damned trade route is sealing up tighter than a scared virgins quim. Bad for my purse. But don't worry I'll be a good girl.<br/><br/>She strums her instrument an elven instrumental piece not knowing the language kind of quietly not to offend the performing bard not thinking likely with the elven woman there its just natural to play it.