Glenda walks in with some sleazy man yelling at her something about offering his wife 2cp for her "services" when it was 1sp and Glenda replied for a forty year old strumpet of marginal looks 2cp should be enough, and goddess knows if she has some disease. They though don't push it she is a well armed and armored half-orc its clear who would win a fist fight and Glenda wion't start anything.<br/><br/>"Food, warm hard cider and cheap room, maam, geesh a old strumpet like dat is da best dey gots around here, not like the big city whore quarter dats for sure.," she pulls out a chair and sits taking off her helmet and sword. Keeping her sword handy in its scabbard.