Mentally re-calculating the remains of her ill-gotten funds for the third time, Cadence sighed and cursed herself for not grabbing a few more of her former master's treasures before making her escape. As tempting as the third housing option was, she knew it would be foolish to throw away half her funds just for a nice bath. It was strange, realizing that for all the awfulness that had permeated her life up until she'd taken her Second Breath, she'd still had a few luxuries that most most people in Creation weren't accustomed to.<br/><br/>She adjusted her knapsack and glanced back down the road. At least she could still get a decent night's sleep at the traveler's in. There was a small part of her that was curious as to just how much she could make for a night working in the brothel. She didn't have much social experience, but the chatter that permeated the parties her first owners had held seemed to indicate that she was quite attractive. That small curiosity was easily drowned out by the rest of her that was far too busy relishing freedom. It seemed foolish to throw away her new-found agency so soon after she'd claimed it.<br/><br/>Her mind made up, she turned to head back to the first inn, but paused. A moment later she turned and walked up to the gem-lit building, leaning in to examine the note. No sense letting curiosity gnaw at her later.