[center][h3][color=aa8888]Kriltra[/color][/h3][/center]

Kriltra leaned down near the ear of the dwarf and whispered with a purr while staring down the Harbor Master. She wanted to see if he would jump, pull a weapon, or would engage in banter. She smiled as he went to check his weapon and came up empty. It was like a dwarf to walk around town with out a weapon.  
[color=aa8888]“I’ll let you eat here this one time,”[/color] she whispered playfully, [color=aa8888]“But, you will owe me a small favor.”[/color] 
She paused for a moment then said, [color=aa8888]“How about a pint of Dwarven Ale tomorrow afternoon? The brew master should have a fresh vat in kegs. Not the watered down stuff.”[/color]
Then she stood and stretched like a cat. She had hoped that the engineer would at least have some sort a rise. She had intended to use the hammer as a bribe to learn more about what was going on in their swiss cheese fortress. The master would be a good ally to have working with the claw. But it would take time to find Bork's weakness.

She turned her attention to the Harbor Master. [color=aa8888]“I have business to discuss with you later,”[/color] she said matter of fact. She had a shipment of contraband coming in from the Western Isles. A herb like catnip, that when mixed with two local herbs produced a potent stimulant that allowed one to stay awake for days. Her family discovered it on accident and they guard the secret. What she paid in silver to import the herb, she made back in gold with very little effort. The 1000 time return made it worth the effort of keeping the secret. The harbor master got a bit of a bribe to look the other way. She did not to talk about the payment in front of Master Bork as he appeared to be one of the Abbot's men.

The girl, Brok was sent to visit was easy to spot. She was still young, but she was dressed in a way that would get tips. She had blond hair in green eyes. She wore a brown skirt with a white blouse, the worse part is she knew that she was beautiful and had an attitude that demanded attention. She let a younger girl do most of the dirty work. She sat on a stool at the end of the bar as a queen holds court. The crowd would be in later and she would be dethroned. But for now, she was allowed to sit. She brought business in to the place, though not the most honest nor the best tippers. But even thieves and cons, needed to eat and drink.