The Bartender looks up and stops cleaning a clay jug by the ring of the bell, looking surprised, but you can't really decide if its because such a stunning beauty is visiting him, said beatuy is wearing the cassock of the sun's chosen, or because said cassock clings so tightly to her lovely features.<br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote from: Bartender</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Obviously you are, or you wouldn't be here. Your the 3rd one today, so don't be too upset about it. Tis part of town's nothing for lone young women... or clergy for that matter, if you get ma drift, young lady... I take it your looking for a way to fill your wallet... maybe i can help you out... give me a second to think about it... </blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>He looks at you - pretending to be in deep thought while trying to get a rough feel for your capabilities, but with your sharp senses you notice him really checking out only one part of you, the one your cassock tends to emphasize especially well, and the very same your holy symbol rests between.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote from: Bartender</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Ok, here's a bit of advise, free of charge: Your brothers and sisters in faith are always looking for those strong enough to "bring forth the light into the world," or sommin like that. Go to the Cathedral of the Everburning Sun at the Executioneers Square. Believe me, its better than everything i've got here waiting for you. But of course, if you really are interested... feel free to take a peek.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">A peek at the blackboard shows a confusing number of sheets and torn pages. Its a DC 10 Perception check to make out the more important ones:<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">A very recently added page, torn out of some kind of diary maybe,  reads " newly founded adventuring group " the Prowling Lions" looking for a cleric to support us. We are consisting of two meelee fighters. Female preferred.<br/><br/>A very hastily written notice, halfway hidden beneath another sheet asks: " Looking for a goodlooking gal for some risky coups. leave a note with your sleeping place under the thrid stone on the right side of the city gate leading to the south, will contact you soon<br/>Garreth<br/><br/>A very jokily massege, most likely written by a child reads:" Mum vanished. please help me find her! I wait outside the "angry kraken" at the port."<br/><br/>Aside from those three, most masseges are either pretty old, or not of interest to you, like hunting dire rats, running errants for wealthy families or notices that this or that gang is looking for tugs.</div></div></div></div><br/>While you are searching the blackboard, your sharp senses pick up somthing at your back. It feels like someone is watching you intensely, but does not feel hostile yet.