((I should have guessed. *L*))<br/><br/>Rowan smirked.  Buy her way into the council?  That was an interesting proposition.  It sounded completely impossible, and extremely exciting.  As far as Lathander was concerned, she didn't have much use for the Morninglord and his showy priests.  She was more devoted to the luck of Tymora.  And a drunken fool was not much concern to her either, she'd dealth with their like more than once.  But the most important thing, of course, was the reward.<br/><br/>"How much?" she asked simply.  Jacquline knew this was always Rowan's first question.<br/><br/>