Eliza's eyes latch to her book as she hears these things, and the changeling becomes much less interesting to her. Sure the idea of being with someone who could play I' You with her had it's merit, and so did sex with whomever she wanted, but infiltration and spying? Too light for her. She had always preffered more visceral action..The other woman continues to intrigue, perhaps that was the reason she left herself mysterious, to raise intrigue? Mmmmmm... Adventurers. St this point she'll become actively involved and ask a question aloud of one of the local patrons: "What kind of adventurers does she seek?"<br/><br/>After all, one must have the best chance to succeed...<br/><br/>Her eyes then gleamed over the shining skin of the golden one, taking in her body and curves, wondering, questioning in her mind's eye.... She began paying attention to the stories around her. All the while, her tiny elven pussy slowly getting tighter and tighter as she works at herself with the wooden dildio. Her inner muscles squeezing tightly on the invader. At this rate she'd wind up cumming, right here in the bar!