[center][h3][color=lightblue]Cilia Cosgair[/color][/h3]

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The hand on her back was not really a big deal since she had braced herself and it was her choice. In a very sick way, it helped to make her point that they could help bring in money to the inn. A Bard like Axley did not frequent inns like this often, so this could be a good evening. Even in a small town the music would draw people down the street and they had an epic story they could tell. She knew this would work. 
 
Cilia turned to look at Snow with her back to the drunk patrons. "Being pragmatic," she said. She knew that after pirates come the prices go up, the same was probably true for wars. "At this moment, I can work to pay for a meal and lodging for us. So, I try. As we travel further and warn people, we may need what little we have to survive or the cost maybe more than I can pay." 

She turned back and continued, "I know that the Inn Keep needs to provide for his family, but a Bard will bring in more business even here. So he might show us some kindness and help us out." She said questioning.  It was a different tact than where she was headed. At least it was safer till the drunk accidentally grabbed Snow inappropriately thinking it was her or a fight broke out. If grabbed she would do what Snow had taught her in self defense, break the man's finger. Maybe that is why wasn't treated with dinner often. 

She waved the others in, so the Inn Keeper knew who he was dealing with and looked pleadingly at him. "Or maybe the Inn across the square might be interested in a bard and a waitress for the evening," she said with a wink at the drunk patrons. She would do everything she could not to make it easy for him to say no.