Alexandra arrived in Averine a few days ago and though she never liked singing to the "filth" of the city, the only tavern that would take up on her offer to sing for a few nights instead of paying for her room and food was the one at the docks. 
This could be hardly called a "tavern" by all accounts but it had a small stage set up for desperate bards from which to sing from. Opening her window in the morning, she noticed something that she never liked. It was raining. Rain would mean that the people that may search for adventurers for hire might not be around or that only the worse jobs will be offered but nothing will stop the Siren. Rain also meant that she had to wear her leather armor and a robe to hide her lute under and protect her from a cold. Illness and bards, even ex-bards didn't go hand to hand. 
Quickly dressing up so that she wouldn't miss out most of the morning, she went down the stairs of the tavern and moved with purpose, ignoring some of the patrons that were still at their tables either drunk or sleeping. 

"[color=gold] I'll be staying a few more nights most likely so I'll be singing some more. [/color]" Alexandra said without bothering to wait for a reply from the innkeeper. She knew that he wouldn't refuse her, patrons drank more and 'thus spent more when a bard was performing. 

She went towards the door and saw a man cleaning his hair in the rain, shook her head and moved past him. Someone was screaming his lungs off about a job for sellswords and she knew this was her chance. She approached the man and smiled at him warmly.

"[color=gold] Good morning my dear soldier! I do hope that you have an extra place for the Siren to take, right? [/color]"

(Location - Docks)