<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/8/8a/JinxTiefling.png/436px-JinxTiefling.png)</div><strong>"Yeah, but if it's a bad or worse government at least you know about how much of a tax or a bribe you'll be spending to get through with your skin."</strong>Jinx lowers her flagon since it seems the barmaid isn't about to refill it despite the tieflking shaking it in the air.<em>Maybe in Waterdeep there's some other signal for 'refill me'. Or maybe the rabbity little bitch is too terrified to conduct business.</em><br/><br/><strong>"On the other hand, if you decide not to pay some kingsman and have to kill him, the pursuit will last a lot longer."</strong>She tosses the empty vessel loudly on the bartop and swivels to stare at the sound of hammering, her gaze following the writer back to his seat and then eyeing the two women who approach to sit with him.<br/><br/><strong>"That over there looks suspiciously like work. And since<em> that</em> one has a crossbow and the<em> other</em> one little sense of self-preservation, I dare say it's upright work, not horizontal."</strong>The big tiefling slides off her barstool, making way with only a slight grimace for the skin-soaked human.