At about this time, the tavern door opened, and a tall, slender woman (http://img715.imageshack.us/img715/5886/aileen.png) slipped in, a small, almost sly smile growing on her lips as she looked about the bar's patrons, pausing before giving a nod of approval.<br/><br/>Tossing her long, red hair back and tucking it behind her ears, she headed torwards the bar, taking a seat at the end of it and considering the barkeep with piercing green eyes. "Good evening. I'll have a pint of your best ale, and I'd appreciate it if a decent, meaty meal could be procured as well. But only the best, freshest comestibles, please."[/color] Dropping her voice a little, she continued.<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 0.7em;">"I can certainly make it worth the trouble, I assure you."</span>