The baroness put the scrolls on her desk aside while Mialla poured the wine and wrapped her hands around the cup when it was offered to her. The beginning of a smile stole to her lips, but that could have been enjoyment of warmth between her fingers and the aroma of the spiced wine drifting to her nose.<br/><br/>"You are welcome to what little hospitality we have to offer. Now, I have been told you might be able to offer some song and perhaps other entertainment in return for a place to rest a little while?"<br/><br/>Taking a sip of wine, the baroness eyed her guest over the rim of her earthen cup. "Do you know any heroic songs? Ballads of good triumphing over evil, great battles, valiant knights, and all that? I'd like to hear one, if you do."<br/><hr/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC: What Milla knows is:</div><div class="spoiler_body">The baroness gained her lands and title about a dozen years ago;<br/>she is said to have been an adventuress or mercenary before she swore fealty to the king of Lancrest;<br/>she is from Finwar;<br/>rumor has it she is a priestess of some northern god or goddess (details vary with who talks about it);<br/>at the annual kng's tournament in Gareth she has distinguished herself as a very capable swordfighter more than once;<br/>she's a half elf.</div></div>