<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/PPF7zc4.jpg)</div><br/>It was almost a minute with no answer before Ylene decided to knock a second time.  This time she heard a noise from inside the apartment.  Her first thought was 'zombie attack!' having seen the undead once when she was a child.  A threat that her clan dispatched with no difficulty.  But then a bedraggled head stuck out the window.  Massive ram style horns curled away from a pink face and hedged in chocolate brown hair.  Glowing golden eyes gazed at her dully, and it was obvious that Ylene had woken this woman.  She looked Ylene up and down taking in the fact that she was wearing nothing save her standard outfit.  Moonsilver chain belt, very fine chain garters connected to white thigh high stockings, and white leather knee high boots and nothing else.<br/><br/>She muttered, "Donnie is the one two doors down, but how he can get a girl this early in the morning...."<br/><br/>Ylene opened her mouth to protest that she wasn't a prostitute, but the tiefling must have recognized her mistake, "Oh, I'm sorry, I just thought... nevermind... what do you want?"<br/><br/>Ylene answered, "I'm here seeking the dagger used in my Mistress' murder two weeks ago and was told you're in possession of it."<br/><br/>The woman looked her up and down again and then narrowed her eyes.  Finally she pulled her head back into the window and called out, "hang on, I'm not decent."  Apparently even though there was a mostly nude drow standing on her doorstep, she was concerned about appearances.  A minute or two later the front door opened and the tiefling stood in the doorway adjusting her hair back.  She'd put on a gown that left little to the imagination, sheer thin silk a deep crimson in color.  "Come on in," she said, inviting Ylene into her apartment.<br/><br/>The apartment itself was small but well kept.  The layout was U shaped as she followed the tiefling into the apartment.  The living room had been turned into a workshop and magical implements and tools filled the table that dominated the room.  The walls were lined with shelves containing books, scrolls, and other odd magical implements that Ylene couldn't place quickly.  They walked past a small kitchen and a door that she assumed led to a bathing room.  The kitchen had a table with four chairs and several cooking tools that looked like they were rarely ever used.  The thick layer of dust in the cooking hearth said that she hadn't made a fire in the cooking hearth in at least a month.  But Hailton led Ylene into the room that was obviously the bedroom at the front of the house.  In the front of the room were several windows that looked out on the street, window boxes growing plants in them.  A large mattress pad sat in a wooden box frame low to the ground, and Hailton flopped back onto the silken sheets, pointing at a large overstuffed chair in the corner, obviously intending Ylene to sit there.  Once she flopped back onto her bed rolling to the side facing the wall.  Her shapely hour glass figure was clearly visible beneath the silk robe.  The fact that the robe was split from the bottom all the way up to her mid back allowed her thick tail to flop out comfortably.  It also gave Ylene a view of the rounded and plump butt cheek between the sheets and the upper half of the robe.  Oblivious or uncaring to her exposure, she pulled a pillow over her head and grumbled, "Ok, tell me what it is you want and why you're bothering me at such an ungodly hour?"