Joli's eyes widened as she surveyed the scene of this inn.  Now this place was a little more to her liking.  It seemed to have the raucous air of a group of people who knew how to live, and knew that death could be quick and brutal.  She moved into the room and tried to slide along a wall so that she could observe for a minute or two without being framed by the entryway.  Her first thought after spending a minute or two sizing up the room was that she was pleased to see a human tending bar.  His presence alone meant several things to Joli.  First and foremost it meant that every single patron in here was at least comfortable with a human serving them drinks.  So she probably wouldn't immediately be attacked for her race.  The second thing was that she doubted he saw many human women down here, at least since the mine had closed down in the upper tunnels.  That meant she could always try to use her sexuality to her advantage here, it hadn't worked with Jack, but maybe with the bearded man.  Certainly there was no lack of sexuality on display, the goblin, the drow, etc.  But she didn't see any other humans.<br/><br/>Her next thought was that the monster races were beginning to grow on her slightly.  The nice large cock that the orc had looked quite delicious and the goblin girl could almost be called cute.  As for the drow girl, well, Joli felt a slight tingle looking at her.  Joli had grown up around elves her whole life, and while this one's skin was a purplish black as opposed to a very fair peach, she still was put together in a way that Joli liked.  In addition Joli had spent the last year with humans.  Human beings seemed much more uptight about two women sharing a bed then elves did.  In the last year she'd only bedded three women, and the last of those was nearly three months ago.<br/><br/>She knew she had to be careful however.  She was sent to explore this place and had to be ready to slay any of these people.  She was walking through the brier patch and would not live to regret it if she forgot that.<br/><br/>She finally approached the bar and tried to find a spot next to the drow, or close at least where she could sit.  She'd signal the barman and with her best smile announce, loud enough for the drow woman to hear at least, "I require a room for the night, one that is secure, and I'd know what you're serving that seems to have everyone in quite the good mood.  For I could always use a lick of something fun."