<div class="floatright">(http://images6.fanpop.com/image/polls/1454000/1454747_1423254800914_full.jpg?v=1423254811)</div>Syra (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=968576)<br/><br/>Syra just smirked faintly as they both sat down; her calculating gaze assessing how much wealth the two of them possessed. It wasn't intentional but an old habit Syra didn't care to try and eliminate; she was a thief first and killer second afterall. When the tall woman ordered up drinks, Syra got a serving a decent mead if they had it; since she wasn't paying for it.  "My name's Ryas." She said; still giving her pseudonym to anyone that asked. "I suppose you're here after the treasure as well." pausing she slid the rolled up map into her boot, wrapping it around her shin and upper ankle.<br/><br/>"Well it's starting to get dark out there now and the gate'll close soon so you can't leave yet.  I wouldn't advise leaving as just the two of you; gods know what's out there waiting to have fun with you." Syra smirked lecherously. "If you feel like you need a quick hand and sharp eye though; I'll go with you... for a fair cut of any loot."