The tavern halted. 

The low music and the clinking of glass were the only sounds that graced the room after Cillian had spoken. It seemed his story and way with words left the room in rapt-fascination, and to anyone it would have been comical to look at the two patrons that he was speaking to. Calvin had wide eyes, looking to and fro between Cillian and Saskia to see what his companion thought. For her part, Saskia looked equal parts impressed, dumbfounded, and a little weirded out. 

"Um..." She began. 

"No, not me." Calvin said, waving his hands and shaking his head. "I'm just a city boy."

"I've been there." Saskia nodded, clearing her throat. "Not for very long, but I've had to travel through there once with a caravan. Ran into a few beasts that I'd rather not run into again. Were you wanting to know what lies west of here? I could regaile you myself but..." She raised an eyebrow, a hand with tantilizing fingers curling toward's Cillian. "my memory is a little fuzzy...maybe a silver Lordling could listen my lips?" 

"Two silver lordlings?" Calvin piped in with a wink. Saskia elbowed him gently, but not too gently. She glared at him. "I have the information, [i]I'm[/i] the one getting a lordling. He's a smart man, yes?" Her last sentence had her looking back at him, lips curved into a smile. "Information is my trade. I may lie, but never when I do business." 

[hider]Charm roll from Saskia: 4+2=6. You can contest and roll willpower if you so choose. Or you can trust her.[/hider]
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