The walk outside was refreshing for Rhianna, to be out of that cramped tavern and free to do as she pleased. The trip was fairly mundane, apart from the alien feeling of seeing Tythian and Eslundian guards on every street in her own city.<br/><br/>When she arrived at the address, it was a rather humble butcher shop by all appearences. As Rhianna passed through the door, a tall and lean woman was at work hacking a fish into pieces atop a thick table. Her muscles went taut with every stroke, and a bit of blood spattered on her white apron.<br/><br/>The woman looked up, arching an eyebrow. "Ah, Gerund's Princess, yes?"<br/><br/>Putting down the big cleaver and taking off her gloves, Maya continued, "Too pretty to be an errand girl." with a wink. The butcher cleaned herself up with a pail of water, then dissapeared into the cellar, beckoning Rhianna to follow.<br/><br/>Time: 8:30