<div class="floatright">(http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mezwt7mPSf1qh83di.jpg)</div>The looks Miyuki received reinforced the view that she did the right thing. That by living with a more open mind was key to thriving in Laelith. Perhaps if she shed her clothes earlier, she might have turned the opinion of Ylene. No matter, the drow would be a person whom Miyuki would visit next time, to spend their time talking and Miyuki thanking her for granting her wisdom, something as precious as the blessing of a priestess. The working girls of Laelith, those who peddle themselves outside, Miyuki spared a glance at them, but did not hold judgement. Despite the words of the men from the Dawnchaser, Miyuki dared not place herself above them yet. She might fetch a good price for her time and body, but that was simply hearsay, Miyki knowing that in the trade of vice, she was but a mere rookie.<br/><br/>"The Split Pig" seems like a conventional tavern, slightly more composed than the "Seven Hells" in terms of its patrons. Perhaps Miyuki could liken it to one of the many eating houses back home, selling food and light ale to the many labourers and farmers. People seemed calmer, with a controlled environment which gave Miyuki a sense of ease. Listening to Vii as he mentioned the elder Thunderaxe, Miyuki nodded as she took the advice in mind. Already she formed a plan to address him based on Vii's words, for which she gave him an appreciative rub with the side of her chest, letting the wood feel the exposed flesh of her side boob.<br/><br/><strong><em> "Welcome to The Split Pig miss, we've a freshly tapped keg of Crackrock bitter from Ar'kanton if you're thirsty and several tasty dishes tonight if you're hungry.  Will you be dining alone or will Vii be joining you?"</em></strong><br/><br/>Miyuki turned to Vii, acknowledging his encouragement.<strong>"Take care of my pack will you? I'll be back with good news."</strong>Smiling as she regarded the barmaid, the bard nodded and stepped in.<br/><br/><strong><em>"Table or bar then miss?"</em></strong><br/><br/><strong>"I'll take the bar."</strong>Miyuki said, stepping in with nothing else but her pouch secured to a belt above her panties, her top covered with nothing but a bra. Miyuki felt nervous, but she swallowed her anxiety as she moved to the bar.<br/><br/><strong>"I'll have a mug of your Crackrock bitter."</strong>Miyuki said.<strong>"Would it be alright to order a small portion of fish and meat? I would like to order an additional pitcher of honeyed mead too if you happen to have it."</strong>