The city drew Nanaya in with the possibility of more secrets and possibly some decent rum, but she soon found it to almost be a cesspool of disorder. The corruption ran deep and far, reminding her much of the power plays in yuan-ti society. That brought an unpleasant hiss from her when the memories hit. At least this city had emotion to use and see.

She headed down various streets, getting a feel for its layout, before ending up in front of the tavern requesting adventurers. She double checked her ample cloak, adjusting the fur trimmed hood and the veil she wore to hide her features. Stepping in, she was greeted with the usual smells of dwarven pubs, the ale, the sweat, and of course, the various weird materials stuck or placed in beards. 

She looked out of place being in noble clothing and with a tailored fur trimmed cloak sporting golden embroidery. Underneath, she had ample jewelry and thin, transparent clothing over a layer of silken garb. However, the look was disrupted by the explorer and traveling gear she wore on and in her backpack. She waded through the crowd, careful to avoid particularly boisterous patrons.

Once at the bar, she settled on a stool beside an odd gruff man and what appeared to be likely an entertainer of some sort. She turned to the barman before speaking, her tone light and warm. [color=f26522]"Well, it seems you need a bit of a hand. I'm interested in helping out, assuming I am paid of course. A girl has to eat and sleep, after all."[/color]