Avarice entered the tavern, hoping that he had finally come to the right place.  When he saw a group gathering around a woman of regal bearing, he knew he'd come to the right place.  After all, what lady of the court would come to a place such as this?  He walked over and knelt before the regal woman.  "My queen." he said.  I am Mikel Hunt, an archer and escaped soldier, and I have come to support your cause."  He knew it would draw attention to her, but it was an understandable gesture, and would hopefully, at most make her uneasy.  It would, however, endear him to her in a hurry, which would serve his purposes quite well.