For the young tiefling, she was both fortunate and unfortunate alike in her choice of which person she would seek counsel from. As she had approached the young woman who was sitting bent over a table with her nose in one of the six books that had been spread out the young lady in the silver robe did not seem to notice her approach at all. It wasn't until Ea spoke that the young woman seemed to notice anything at all. "Wha?!" The sound that came from the woman made it clear that she was rather surprised by the intrusion. Well the sound and the fact that she dropped her book flat onto the table and almost knocked her seat over as she half jumped in shock.<br/><br/>The rapid motion dislodged her hood, leading to the silver fabric falling back to reveal the woman's features clearly as she stared with wide eyes at the tiefling who had just interrupted her. Her hair was a pale gold in color, looking more like the metal than a normal shade of blonde, and her skin was faintly silver tinted. Her eyes were much like her hair, with elements that almost looked as a pool of gold. "You... sorry..." She sputtered slightly awkwardly before managing a smile that showed her teeth were rather more pointed than a normal person's. "You startled me. But I do know lots about this city. Did you know that the city is built on the ground where the goddess Iluriel first descended to the world?" She didn't leave any real time for an answer. "Or that there have been eight wars with the Lords of Desolation since their emergence, and in each case Solvia has been instrumental in turning back their forces?" Again not much of a break. "Or that no one is sure if Iluriel actually has eyes or not behind that blindfold of hers?" This time there was a brief pause. "I've wondered about that last one a lot myself..."<br/><br/>Then there was a sound from the golden haired, silver robed young lady and she looked down. "Oh dear, I haven't eaten since I got here... and that was seven hours ago." She glanced back up. "If you'd like you can join me. I'll be eating and you can ask me questions before I leave to go back to the academy."<br/><br/>-----------------------<br/><br/>The blonde woman in the ornate dress glanced over at the mercenary who had deigned to address her and then her lips parted in a warm smile. "Well met stranger." She said in a smooth voice. "Though you clearly have not been here for too long if you think the sight of me in this establishment is an uncommon one." A soft laugh slipped free of her lips as she motioned for one of her companions to move aside so that she could move over to stand directly beside Sumner. "After all, I own it, and number of other fine establishments throughout this fair city." She raised a pale hand to her mouth and used it to stifle another laugh. "And I like to check up on each of them now and again. And to see how satisfied my clients are with their accommodations."<br/><br/>She paused then and glanced up and down, seemingly doing a full evaluation of the man before her. Which would likely give him the chance to do one of her as well. Outside of her blonde hair, the woman was pale, though there was a slight silverish sheen to her skin, and much like the young woman wearing robes, her teeth were oddly pointed. She was well endowed, the curves of her breasts being clearly visible through the fabric of her blue and gold dress, and her figure was on the whole quite slender. "As one of my customers, I must inquire, how has your stay been? And to ask for your name stranger?"<br/><br/>-----------------------<br/><br/>For the young Aasimar who was doing her best to look sexy, she would notice that she was the subject of some attention, a few of the men who were playing the gambling game in the corner glanced her way, but ultimately it was short lived as they were more engrossed in their game. After a few minutes passed though someone did come forward. Unfortunately it was not a fetching woman, but rather a man, and not a particularly good looking man at that. The man was of middling height, rather rotund and had a face that only a mother could love. The Aasimar doubtless was not looking for attention from one such as he. But then he would speak and it would not be a crude invitation or attempt to solicit her into intimate activities, but rather a different sort of question. "Can I get you all anything?" For this was the member of the serving staff who was taking their orders.