<strong>Ada Stonewrought<br/>Sundon<br/>The Sunset's Beauty Inn, Common Room</strong><br/><br/>By the time she had finished, Ada knew that this was a dangerous woman.  She may be a simple dancer with a sharp wit, or perhaps something more.  His eyes narrowed as he listened to her, the gold coin vanishing into his gloved fist.  Years of experience in his court in Sirra, of putting up with the political intrigue from nearby towns and regions, handling territorial disputes, and even evading assassination had given him some ability in quickly summing up the nature of a person, their purpose and their intent.  And that experience told him to be cautious around this woman.  The way she talked, her ease in approaching him and the way she sat, not to mention her accurate deduction of his position as a huscarl, all marked her as more than a curious performer.<br/><br/>Her mention of his lack of personal soldiers made Ada wince, but he tried to cover it up by rolling his neck.  When she finished, he placed the gold coin on the table in front of him and picked up the deck of cards.  "That was impressive.  You've got a sharp eye."  No confirmation that her deductions were correct.<br/><br/>His original intent had been some harmless flirting, but now Ada sensed that this dancer may be motivated by more than curiosity.  What that could be, he hadn't the faintest.  A thief would have tried to cut his purse, and an assassin would never make himself known to his target in a public place.  Was she trying to bed him?  He may be a mystery to her, but she was equally mystifying.  Blood and bloody ashes, now<em>he </em>was curious!  "I'm glad you find me interesting," Ada said.  Maybe he'd play along, see where this went.  That couldn't hurt.<br/><br/>"Here, I'll give you a hint."  He shuffled through the deck, then plucked two cards out and, smiling, handed them to the dancer.  The first card had a dark orange -- almost red -- mountain with dark clouds encircling its peak carved into it, and the second bore a carving of a dragon wearing a thin crown of the same color as the mountain.  For anyone who had studied dragons, the beast's triangular wings named it of the brass variety.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Character Stats</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Ada Stonewrought<br/>Level 3 Sorceror</strong><br/>HP: 20<br/>Subdual: 20<br/>AC: 15<br/><br/><strong>Spell Slots Remaining</strong><br/>Cantrips- ∞<br/>1st - 1<br/>2nd - 1<br/><br/>Character Sheet (http://www.dndsheets.net/view.php?id=38840)</div></div>