The comely blonde elf grinned like the cat that got the cream, weighing the bag of coins in her hands as if she could verify the mint, number, and quality of the payment with such a rudimentary examination. She slid the coinpurse into her small knapsack as the gnome made grabby hands at it, and oggled her chest while he was at it. She shot her eyes back at him as if she expected such underhanded tactics and raised her fist, and he leaped back. 

The small quarrel might have seemed violent, but Cillian would get the impression they were old friends. The two blinked and turned to him just as he spoke. Both seemed to take in the sight and manner of him curiously, but after a moment's thought the elf stood up. "I was just leaving." She remarked curtly, yet in a smooth style. She seemed like she could chameleon her way through many things.

"Hold! Hold on Saskia." The gnome said, grabbing onto her arm. "Stay a bit. It's not everyday we get to meet a newcomer to the town." 

"Yes it literally is." She said, but the Gnome gave her a look and she sighed, plopping back down onto the booth again. "Forgive me for wishing to spend my hard earned cash when I get it. I do have bills to pay, don't I?" 

"Perhaps you can make more money here, ay?" Her diminutive companion remarked. "...By the way you owe me my cut. ANYWAY, you were not intruding friend, we were simply doing business with an associate of ours." 

The elf grinned, turning to Cillian. "Yes we were. My sidekick Calvin-" the Gnome looked taken aback. "-is right, I would like to get to know you a bit. A traveling bard often has wondrous tales. Do you have a tale to tell, or need a tale to be told? I can always use information, or sell my own." 

Meanwhile, the Dwarf had taken his leave from the Iron Star as Sylvaine got to their old table. Sylvaine would get the impression the elf knew exactly she was sitting there, even without so much as a glance in her direction.
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