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	Yeah, getting Kavius drunk was one of the easiest ways to control him. He'd eventually pass out so she could go do whatever she wanted without him getting himself in trouble. It was also just downright funny and good practice. Ever since they started traveling together any new idea for a game or con she'd use him as a test subject. Although, despite how willing he can be for these tests sometimes it doesn't exactly help her to know if it'd trick some of the smarter people out there.

A snort of amusement along with an eye-roll came from Samara when Kav pretended that they were fancy. Anyone else and she'd likely try to knock their head off. Kav though was just an idiot. She took in a long deep breath of the vaguely familiar room. She was ecstatic. She'd finally get a chance to be an actual patron here. It wasn't just the alcoholic coffee she wanted to try. Now she didn't look like a street rat. Well, not as much as she used to so they would likely serve her. She began to walk towards the bar when her attention was drawn to a table where some guy was making a declaration of needing companionship. Well, that was oddly coincidental. But the fact that he was standing on the table to do this gave her pause and made her cringe a bit.

Unless there were no other options Sam was against joining Blondie. However, before she could continue towards the bar she felt her wrist be grabbed and lifted into the air. That made her annoyed. The fact that they didn't even discuss it made her mad. But, she promised herself she wouldn't hit him. He had a knack for making her mad somehow. So she was trying hard to not get angry. Ah screw it, she thought to herself and stepped hard on his toes. She didn't hit him so the promise was kept.

The young woman yanked her hand from Kavius and walked towards the bar when another loud incident occurred. The commotion to the side of the room drew Sam's attention. That seemed like a bad situation and she felt her hands slowly move towards her bow and quiver. When she saw how easily the woman was dealing with the varmints, the young archer moved her hands back to their natural place and lightly snickered. She focused on the bar. No more distractions. She was going to use her ill-gotten gains to procure a delectable treat. Just as she reached the bar the fight increased heavily in intensity breaking out across a large section of the place. The bartender who was just about to serve her said, "Sorry, miss. I need to go get my boss about that mess." and he begrudgingly pointed at the large fight.

It may be a little melodramatic, but Samara felt as if her dreams had been dashed. For years she had been told by the older kids that the stuff you could get from this bar was the best in the city. Then when she became old enough to come here the city had begun cracking down on the street rats even harder. Then she was run out of town and the first time, FIRST TIME, she finds herself back here in the perfect opportunity to purchase some of the mana called 'Macaron' a fight breaks out in the tavern forcing all the workers to have to deal with it.

Screw not getting angry. These morons were gonna pay. Literally. Cracking her knuckles the nimble thief edged her way towards the fight. With practiced ease, she moved through, in, and around the crowd of brawlers. All the while slipping her hand into any coin purse she could see and procured quite a hefty sum. By the time she finished, she had to take a whole coin purse as well to carry it all. Exiting the brawl without a punch received or thrown, Samara had a content smile as she walked towards the man on the table. [color=darkslateblue]"Hey. I do indeed want to go on that adventure. So, I'll help you with my bow."[/color]

[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
[*][color=red]A new coin purse and a lot of money[/color][/list][/hider]