belinda Starr:  http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=8640 (http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=8640)<br/><br/>Nondescript.  That was a hard appearance for a genuinely  beautiful woman to pull off, but Belle worked hard at it.  A small dab of lemon to redden the eyes, a few smudges on the face, an oil spot in her hair.  And clothes, of course.  Loose fitting pick-pocket's garb helped do the trick.  Entering as unobtrusively as always she stopped briefly by The Boss and dropped a folded paper before him, flashed him a brief smile and took a seat where she could watch both entrances.  She nodded and smiled to Samuel, whom she knew professionally having sold and procured a few things for the man.  Nodded politely to Alexander whom she recognized and knew by reputation.  Simply glanced at the paranoid fellow with the crossbow, knowing him not at all.  "Watered wine, please.  One part wine in five."  A soft request of the tavernkeeper.