"Sorry boys, looks like I win this pot as well." Said a young woman who's tone was overly pleased with her self as she pulled in a nice little pile of gold coins and bill notes to her corner of the table. "And I must extend my deepest apologize for bowing out now and not giving you any more shots to win back your money.  But time waits for no man, and I'm already late to a meeting. "

A older man, wearing the garb common among the hound trainers slammed and angry fist on the table and pointed an accusing finger "I don't believe you are that lucky little girl. I'm betting a cheeky little brat like you is cheating us." He rose to his feet and began to reach for his blackjack "What do boys say we knock her out, check for any cards up her sleeve...or anything else she may be hiding." He said with a dark leer in his eyes. As the other men let out dark, low, chuckles of agreement and began to rise from their seats, the woman's hands blurred with motion.

 With a quick flick of her wrist a dagger was produced  from seemingly nowhere...and held against the Hound Masters groin. "Well, gentlemen, you can see the only thing up my sleeves are my sharp wit and sharper toys.  Now I don't believe you fellows have the balls to do any of those unpleasant things ya'll just talked about...and if I did you wouldn't have them for long." There was a brief, tense silence and then the hound Master raised his hands in defeat, dropping his blunt weapon to the floor. With a wry smile, the Grave robber pulled back her and rose to her feet. "See, you can be a good looser after all. Don't worry, I'll be a regular here, you'll have plenty of chances to win back what you lost. Lets just hope your luck improves first. She scooped the odds and ends into her coin purse, lifted her pick-ax from the ground and slung it over one shoulder and tipped her hat to the fellow gamblers. "See ya'll around."

She made her way across the bar to where Abdul had told them where the meeting was going to be. She could already see the familiar visage of the cultist among several other strangers whom she was not yet acquainted with. "Sorry I'm late, had to finish up some business."