"Humans? Who said<em>anything</em>about being human?" Sheraile grins, and leans closer to the woman, using a snap of her fingers to conjure dancing little wisps of light that flutter around the serving girl. "My friend over there is a giant wearing a Reduction Belt. And me?"<br/><br/>The witch grins and leans forward, until her face is only a few inches away from that of the serving girl.<br/><br/>"I'm a witch. With some questions I'd like to ask..." She waits a moment, to make sure that she has the girl's full attention, and then rocks back onto her shoes' steep heels. "And I'd like you to answer those questions, if you would be so kind."<br/><br/>When the girl goes to speak, the witch swings her hand up and presses her fingers to the serving maid's lips.<br/><br/>"Not now, you silly thing... See, here's what I'm thinking will happen. You tell the barkeep that we'll take a room. And then,<em>you come back and see us tonight</em>..." She doesn't think it's going to be entirely necessary, but she puts a little bit of arcane power into the<strong>suggestion</strong>, just to be sure. "To answer our questions. Sound good?"<br/><br/>For a moment, it looks like the suggestion isn't going to take hold... but finally, the woman nods.<br/><br/>"Purrrfect..." The witch coos... and then turns her back to the serving girl. "Now, then... we have to get to a meeting, I believe. You just come see this<em>wicked witch</em>later on, and we'll make sure it's worth your while." With her back to the woman, she gives Aquila a conspiratorial grin... and then goes back into "work mode." "You ready, Aquila? Lets go get debriefed."<br/><br/>The witch woman click-clicks her way to the door, and then turns to wait for her friend to take the lead. Sure, in private the half-elf might have her way more often than not... but when it comes to dealing with strangers, they both learned early on that Aquila demanded more respect from first impressions. And that suits Sheraile just fine.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button"> OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">&gt;.&lt; DC 21 save, and the commoner NPC rolls a 20 (not natural). That would have been humbling. :P<br/><br/>If you don't mind, I'll handle the NPCs in the guard-house? </div></div>