<div class="floatleft">(http://68.media.tumblr.com/e7662fad12f269372b003682baf5ab51/tumblr_nqesr5mzRt1u5hdkbo1_500.jpg)</div>Cassia stands from her chair, clasping her hands behind her back. She takes a few paces around the table, thinking. "We might try to join them, or enslave ourselves to them, or any other form of subtlety. But it all depends on knowing which courses are possible. Perhaps they take no female members. Perhaps their slaves are locked away to be killed. It seems to me that our first move must be to capture and question one of their number. Stormgale's plan is as good as any in that regard. I suggest that tomorrow we set out to meet these slavers and their contact. Once we have the priest, we can plan properly."<br/><br/>The paladin looks down to Mia as she suggests the stables. "I will stay with you. There is safety in numbers, as you say." She casts a dark glance around the tavern. "Especially in a town full of scum... and worse, Drake." The last line is delivered in a deadpan, but it seems that Cassia might actually have a sense of humour buried under her armour. Decisively, she strides across the rowdy common room to speak to the innkeeper. "We will take the stable." A few coins drop from her coin purse to pay the price that he asks.