Mysaren stood to stretch, noticing the mission board cleared up a bit. Fine, she'd go look. She waltzed over, to looking at the papers curiously. She noticed a specific mission, one about a thief and a golden mask. Seemed easy enough, and returning something that expensive had to have a good reward for it. She grabbed the paper, looking at it curiously before smiling. Yeah, she could do this. She needed someone to do it with though, she knew that. As helpful as necromancy was, it wasn't exactly the most useful of powers in combat. Talking with the dead and raising them to fight for her was great, and bodies were kinda plentiful around these parts, but it required a lot of energy, and she wasn't the best of controlling them. 

She felt someone staring at her, and she turned, her eyes darting to the lizard guy. Oh yeah, that ass. Well, maybe he was nice, just a bit rude in the "don't blow smoke all around the tavern." department. Was he looking at her, or... Surely his eyesight couldn't be that good? She didn't really know anything about whatever species he was, besides, well, they were obviously rather large lizards.