Kalonice gets a few stares and waves, mostly from those who have seen, and enjoyed her shows. Despite the poverty of the town, Bards were always welcome as a way to divert people's minds from the threats of war. Passing near an ale merchant Kalonice is waved to by a rather large and overweight balding man wearing a sudgel on his sagging belt. "'ere! Mistress Kal! I'd like to be engain' yer services this evenin'! Got a couple o' new ships arrived in port and plenty o' thirsty sailors if'n ya follow."<br/><br/>Kal can't seem to remember the man's name but his establishment is one step up from a dive and on the waterfront. It is a tough establishment where the drinks and barmaids are for sale. The man is rogh and crude but known to be fair.<br/><br/>------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/>Welyn, on the opposite side of the market soon finds himself in an area for those seeking employment. Men and women of all kinds were gathered here, being inspected and talked to by prospective employers. Occasionally one would leave, trailing after someone who had just hired them. The area itself was in a corner of the marketplace, boxed in by three largish wooden buildings with a single alley leading to the northwest between two of the structures. Otherwise, the only way in and out of this area was through the market. Out of the corner of his eye, Welyn notices a giant of a woman, very scantilly clad heading in the direction of the employers as well.<br/><br/>"You there, goat boy," says a man missing several teeth and a with a face coeverd in scars and bruises. "What buisness do you have here?"<br/><br/>-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/>Elandra did indeed get many stares, and most people scuttled out of her way. Women were generally not treated with great respect in Paderborn unless they had proven themselves in some way, but one this size carried her respect with her. Food is an easy matter as there were literally dozens of vendors offering al manner of foods for sale. After buying a three copper portable meal Elandra made her way to the employment area.<br/><br/>A dirty looking dwarf takes a step in front of Elandra as she nears the area and spits a wad of tobacco juice at her feet. "Well I'll be damned, another woman who fancies herself a fighter. Yer a tall one for sure, that don't helf much when it comes to the real thing. Why don't you skee-daddle on back home before your father gets wind o' this and that outfit yer not really wearin' and takes you over his knee."