<strong>@Oral addiction</strong><br/><strong>"Well,"</strong>the serving girl started, grasping your coins as you grip her hand lest she lose the cost of the meal from her wages, "I can tell Maddie's kind of smitten with you," she continues, indicating the chef,<strong> "but no offence, I can tell what you mean and more'n one guy's wanted to <em>'thank'</em> me or one a' the other girls for a meal, an' I can tell you now that I'm already seein' someone, and the only thanks I'd need's a gen'rous tip. Yeah, Maddie's shift should be finishin' up soon, but there's also lunch an' dinner t' make. Don't <em>'thank'</em> her too long, and DON'T break her heart, she's a sweet girl, y'know?"</strong><br/><br/>Pulling her hand away from your grasp, the woman slips one of your coins up to her mouth,<strong>"Anythin' else I can get you?" </strong>she asks before chomping it with her molars to inspect it, before dropping them into a pocket on the front of the apron she and other waitresses wear.<br/><strong>"Oh, and this came for you;"</strong><br/>{See note below}<br/><br/><hr/><br/><strong>@Katina and Ixy</strong><br/>A serving girl, different from the one who originally took your order and brought your food, approaches your table cautiously. Her short, black hair hangs limply as she carefully examines her feet and the floor below her.<br/>"I-is there anything else I c-can get you mi-miss?" she stammers, seemly taking all her concentration and what courage she held to utter these few words to you. You (or rather, your passive insight) determine that the girl is unfamiliar with dealing with drow, possibly fearing your kind from folk stories and false rumours heard during her childhood.<br/><strong>"O-oh, I almost forg-g-got, this was delivered for you th-this morning."</strong><br/>{See note below}<br/><br/><hr/><br/><strong>@Changingsaint</strong><br/>As you continue your meal previously undisturbed after your run-in with the dark-clothed trio and presented with your free meal, the waitress who served you after the group stole your original serving girl was taken approaches you, checking on the state of your meal and presents you with the following note;<br/>{See note below}<br/><br/><hr/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote from: The Letter</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">To Ithi'ka, Knave, Vatra Voda and Gale,<br/><br/>I trust each of you enjoyed the free stay at the King Belgir inn, and that you are all refreshed and ready for what the day brings.<br/>As per our previous correspondence, in case it may have slipped your mind, a meeting has been arranged at my villa in the <br/>southern portion of the city on the border of the Silk and Merchant districts at promptly 4pm this afternoon. Though I have little<br/>reason to doubt any of your memories, I find it prudent to remind others (apart from those affiliated with the Midnight Steel faction <br/>due to their zealous attitude towards routines and promptness oft comes in handy for keeping to a schedule) of such occasions.<br/><br/>Attached are pictures of those others who I have been in contact with for the position offered to each of you, all should have stayed<br/>in the same inn, and hopefully none will have left the premesis before this note was given to you. Feel free to either converse amongst <br/>yourselves before arriving and enjoy a portion of what our good city has to offer, or go your separate ways for now. So long as you<br/>arrive around the requested time, I have little concern for your private activities. <br/><br/>Yours,<br/>Lady Sybil Cruagh<br/>Merchant Lord of Steel<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>