Susie raised her head, but only slightly. She smiled and took a sip of the mead again. She set it on the table and pushed it off to the side. She reached inside her shrouded armor and pulled out a crinkled piece of parchment. She opened it up and set it on the center of the table. 
"So I take it that you are the one who posted these fliers?" she asked, her velvet voice swaying through the space in between the two of them. She continued to keep her head low, and twiddled her fingers onto of the table, where she rested her elbows.