The dancer picked her way carefully between tankards both half filled and empty. Brass and silver anklets, chased in gold, jangled on her slender ankles above pale bare feet with toenails painted a dull black and dusted in silver. Many eyes were upon her, though now that she'd been dancing for some time, not all of them as when she'd first begun. She was a beautiful thing, an elf with hair of burnished gold attired in a dancer's outfit. Ebony sleeves ensconced her limbs, her midriff was bare and undulating to the music being played by a pair of caravan drivers. Twisting and turning she swirled and moved, darting in and out of reach of various patrons who reached out towards her. It was a game, an interesting game that the men and her played. It was a teasing game. They would reach for her, to see how close they could get without her taking offense and leaving to dance upon another table. Each one of them hoping to be the one to be allowed to touch her while at the same time fearing their fellows would pummel them for making her flee their presence, hopping gracefully from one table to the next. Those from the table she'd leaped to would cheer and those from the table she'd left would berate their fellows.

A childish game... but one that men rarely tired of.

All the while she listened, sensitive elven ears taking note of her prospective employer. They did not converse upon the actual quest which implied that the young man and he had met long before. What she needed was someone to approach the man, to make an initial overture so that she could eavesdrop. She wanted to know more before engaging openly. It was her way. She preferred to gather as much information as possible before doing anything. She had considered placing a seeming upon herself to look more plain but it had been such a very long time since she'd danced a table and to her shame she found herself enjoying it. She wanted them to see her. She enjoyed teasing them. She also enjoyed the looks upon the faces of the serving wenches who, while they regularly complained of being pinched and bothered, suddenly were jealous instead of thankful for the distraction.