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	The young archer pinched the bridge of her nose letting out an audible sigh. That 'job' was a total farce. She couldn't believe she let herself think for a second some noble would have the decency to at least thank them for retrieving an heirloom of their lost son. [color=darkslateblue]"Can we not talk about Lord Dungbeetle or whatever his name was? That whole situation made absolutely no sense."[/color] It had maybe been a few weeks ago but Samara was still pissed. She did chuckle though as she put her hand in one of her pouches. She didn't take much from the prick but she got more than what the original offer was.

	But alas, the past is the past, and the present only happens once. She did have to admit that Kav sounded smart for a change. Instantly hopping into the task would likely not be for the best. Finding companions was more important right now than getting a seat on a ship. [color=darkslateblue]"There are a few taverns nearby. Most of them sell swill and only have your typical guy who thinks drinking is a day job. There is one just through the crowd over there with some of the good stuff."[/color] Sam looked right at Kavius giving him a devious grin. [color=darkslateblue]"Say, you ever had Matokan Coffee? If you haven't it's got the kind of kick you wouldn't expect. Follow me! Just remember that if they let ya have some only drink one cup."[/color]

	Samara then grabbed Kav by the wrist to lead him through the crowd of mercs, soldiers, and adventurers. She led him through to the other side then pointed to the tavern in question. [color=darkslateblue]"Best tavern in this part of the city. The people who really know how things work tend to go there. Was never allowed to try out any of the merchandise before but couldn't hurt to try."[/color] Sam started walking towards the tavern. She vaguely remembered the last time she tried going there a noble had seen her and verbally berated her till the majority of the building was laughing her out. She had the last laugh though as later that night she'd pick his pockets clean when going home for the night. She let out a content sigh as memories of the city were flooding back around every corner.

[hider=Inventory][list][*]Clothing (Cloth tied around forehead, gloves(right glove has the pointer and middle finger cut off), short-sleeved dark green tunic, only the top half of leather armor, dark grey pants, dark green tattered skirt, and boots
[*]Bow
[*]Quiver with 32 arrows
[*]Two waist pouches(contains money, materials to make arrows, and items to keep bow maintained)
[*]Small dagger[/list][/hider]