This place was quickly proving to be more than Cora bargained for. The colors were too bright, the people too loud, and the singing coming from that woman was just making it all worse. She tried to focus on enjoying the cocoa and warming up, but soon overheard the gnome talking about wagon escort work. Just the kind of thing she was looking for.

She got up and headed over. [color=palegreen]"I'd happily take that job. Good with a sword and headed north anyway."[/color] [i]Good[/i] with a sword was probably an exaggeration, but Cora had a little experience, and could hold her own. Jobs weren't acquired by being overly modest, anyhow.