<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/a5/12/17/a5121791078186cc5742da0bb14ba15e.jpg)</div>Given Nuria's reputation at the bar, most of the patrons give her a bit of space.  Not all of them certainly, that libido and the rumors surrounding it earn her more than her fair share of attention.  But the half-elf barkeep certainly has rubbed elbows with similarly dangerous types and isn't one to shirk away from a paying customer.  Besides, Nuria seems to have a special smile for her and it didn't take long for Ayca to figure out why.<br/><br/>With a little sweep of her hair she offers a wide, charming grin right back to Nuria as she taps one of the glasses of emerald liquid, "For the drinks and the shell race both.  I wasn't sure it would be worth it, but you should have seen me sliding down the hill yesterday."  Ayca doesn't flinch away from the casual touch to her hip, instead almost rubbing up against it with a daring smile on her face.  When Nuria's finger hooks into her belt, she makes a faux sound of surprise but pulls up practically draping on the Delver, one hand on her shoulder and the other moving to her hip.  The grin on her face only widens, Ayca does like to get into trouble even if the adventuring life isn't for her.<br/><br/>"Just stripped down to a shift and rode shells down all day.  I was slathered in mud, clothes sticking to me, just a mess," she continues as she thoughtfully plays with the Godlike's armor, exposing a little bit of extra skin in the process.  "We're having a wizard come in tomorrow to clean the place, tonight could get a little crazy."<br/><br/>Still leaning against Nuria and the table, she taps a finger against her own lip, "New rules, new rules... I don't believe so. Mostly we've improved the track, more slippery, the shells are a bit smoother, and we got some more color involved.  Each of the tracks is a different color this year, so it's not just brown.  The things they come up with off in those towers.  Same rules as last year though, no weapons including magical ones, whoever gets to the bottom first wins."<br/><br/>Her lips purse for a moment and she looks between Nuria and any other Delvers present, "I'm tempted to spill on the other event... Do you want to know?"