<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button"> OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Valen could remember it fairly easily, since it was so distinctive: the man's sigil was a broken crown.</div></div><br/>The halfling nods when you mention wanting to wash your clothing, as well as the goblin priestess.<br/><br/>"Yea, we'll definitely want to get her cleaned up. I'll ask the drow to send down some supplies to heat up a bath, and you can bathe before we clean and prep our new friend. And I can watch- after all, it's not teasing, and it shouldn't matter if you're in a female form, right?" She winks conspiratorially, and giggles a bit at the thought. Of course, when you ask your question, she can't seem to help but frown.<br/><br/>"Well, the Drow might walk on the shadier side of the bridge, but she follows the town laws and we let her stay. After all, so long as travelers or soldiers can find companionship in her brothel, who is going to chase her away?" She shrugs and pulls out a shard of parchment, which she uses to write a note up that she sends up in the dumbwaiter. "Of course, that don't mean she's above bypassing the law when she can. A few years ago, I had people spreading rumors about me to keep me from getting my promotion to captain... and she offered to unmask the liar for me, for a price. An easy price to pay, too... See, normally the town does not allow working girls to station themselves around the guard posts, because it's distracting for the guards and they can easily snare travelers. So if I gave them permits to disregard that zoning for a week, they'd solve my slander problems."<br/><br/>She chuckles, and gives you a pointedly grateful smile.<br/><br/>"I certainly think my life is worth a month-long permit, yes?"