Darian chuckled and shrugged, shaking his head at Silva's comments.  "If you must know, Silva, we've been tasked to explore some old ruins that a group of cultists have occupied.  I'd offer to let you tag along, but I don't think offering to sleep with them would stop whatever schemes they're up to.  As amusing as it would be to watch you try," he said with a smile, as the elf and human woman broke into laughter.  "But, it looks like you've already got some friends of your own here.  Why don't you go play with them for a while."<br/><br/>The dwarf chuckled when Silva talked to him, a slight blush appearing on his cheeks.  "Aye, well I'd be glad to speak with ye.  Though perhaps matters of the spirit are best left to private areas, yes?"  Darian leaned over to whisper something to his female companion as Silva stood to leave, and they both chuckled softly.  Some of the bar patrons looked over at Silva as she called back to Darian's table, though the group seemed to ignore her latest comment.<br/><br/>The bartender himself seemed to ignore Silva's bribe at first, but soon came back over and swept the coins up with his rag as he began to polish the counter.  "Oh, plenty going on in here.  There's a group of people that moved into some old ruins a mile outside of town or so.  Some claim that they're preparing rituals to summon demons, others say they're thieves trying to lay low for a while.  But if you're looking for work, the local temple might have something.  They sent a group of paladins out to the ruins, and they're looking for help keeping up with things around town while they're gone.  Otherwise, there's an adventurers' guild in town that might have a few jobs as well."