The bartender, braver than the young serving wench, refills Jinx's ale with a nod. He slides it across the bar to her then tends to filling another mug of ale for the newest arrival, the soaking wet man.<br/><br/>A serving wench brings Eleni a bowl of steaming rothe stew with potatoes and carrots.<br/><br/>Turnstone surveys the crowd of adventurers, his eyes lingering on the two tieflings, but his gaze seems to be optimistic rather than prejudicial, as if he thought to himself<em>These look like adventurers who can get things done</em>. Evidently, he was in no position to show bias when it came to employees, if he showed it at any other time.<br/><br/>Turnstone turns his attention back to the two ladies sitting at his table. He begins speaking in hushed tones so that he's not overheard by the guard. Luckily, since he's not as quiet as he likes to think he is, the City Watch's attention is on the swaying and bouncing half-elven knockers. The adventurers who are not intently staring at Laewynn's perky love pillows would have no trouble overhearing him.<strong>"You may know from my advert that I am the Guildmaster of the Plumbers' and Cellarers' Guild. Some of my employees were repairing a few damaged sections of the sewers and they reported feeling like they were being watched by something just outside of the light of their lanterns. Now, my men are used to those sewers and they know them like their own homes, so I take it seriously when they get spooked."</strong>