<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/a/a6/Neeral.jpg)<br/>Neeral (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1428855)</div>Neeral accepted a mug of ale from the bartender, and draped her free arm across the counter as she leaned against it, sipping from the mug while waiting for her food. Ale was an acquired taste for her, another thing that was unique to the world outside her old warren. She placed her backpack carefully on the tavern floor, treating it as if it, too, might explode at any minute.<br/><br/>She looked Kiva over, her eyes briefly flicking to the tiefling's horns, and then gave her a friendly wave. "You here for the tower too?" she hazarded.<br/><br/>When she heard Taran's familiar voice making their old joke, she sat up straight with a wide, toothy grin on her muzzle. "I'm over here!" she barked happily, watching the muscular young man sit down next to her. "How's my favourite human in all of Faerûn?"<br/><br/>She chuckled at the suggestion that she might have retired. "Oh, you know me. I can't just sit back and be idle. I have to be working, and this is what I do best!" She hopped down to the floor and twirled around, showing off the silk scarves adorning her limbs and tail. "But yeah, I've been doing pretty good for myself. How about you? Not fat and lazy yet, I see!"<br/><br/>Neeral paused as Vannalys made her dramatic entrance, her eyes following the fluttering of her scant clothes in the wind. "Wonder who she is?" she mused out loud to Taran. She took a long draught from her mug, and when she looked around again, the new elf's ass was taking up most of her field of vision, firmly placed between her and Taran. "Oh. Uh, Taran?" she asked, leaning over to peer around the shapely body in front of her. "Hey, you guys know each other, I guess? That's cool." She raised her mug to both of them and twisted around to watch the room again.<br/><br/>She had noticed the first elf studying her, of course, and so it was no surprise when she stood up to address the gathered adventurers. Neeral listened intently to Zillah's words, with the air of one making detailed mental notes. When the elf had finished, she scrambled up to stand on top of her barstool, putting one hand on Vannalys's ass to steady herself. "Sounds great!" she exclaimed to their new employer. "I'm in. What's the pay?" She put one hand on her chin and spent a moment in thought. "And what is known about this tower? Who built it? Why was it abandoned?" She continued in this vein for a few moments longer, pondering what they might be able to learn about the tower with a bit of research, until...<br/><br/>"Tamari! Tamari, over here!" She hopped up and down on her barstool, waving to get the gnome's attention. "We're just getting started with the briefing. So good to see you!"