<sup><strong><span class="bbc_u">Cayden's hall</span></strong></sup><br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">[Cayden's Hall]<br/><br/>"I was born out east in Cordell.", Brandy responds after drinking down a bit of ale.<br/>She used the back of her hand to wipe away the froth from her lips, "A while back I had some clients there. It was good work and it paid well, but things turned sour. I met the Madame soon after that and she brought me here."<br/>Kachina spies a small message board behind a few of the men she had just teased. It had only a few pieces of parchment hanging upon it, one yellowed with age.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Leaning in against the table.   Kachina would look thoughtful for a moment.<em>"I see,  what happened that made you join with the madame and come here?"</em>It is not important to her.   She is merely mildly curious as to the reason that had soured her working in the town of her birth.  She has an idea, through she is uncertain it is right.<br/><br/>Kachina would rise up.<em>"Excuse me for a moment, I will be right back."</em>With that she turn and move across the room.  Heading right towards the men, who are between her and the board.     Her hips moved in a teasing sway with each step taken.  As her sorceress robe clung to her curves.     More revealing then if her adornment was sheer.   She slip past the men and would look at the notes listed.   Starting with the yellow one first.