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Coreuth strides over to the large table and rubs her hands across it. She looks at it closely, looking for anything that may suggest that this isn't an ordinary table. She then searches the room, its walls and floors, for anything suspicious.

"I was just going to look at the place," Coreuth says to the pale man, pretending to be offended. "There's no harm in that, is there?" ... "Yes, show me to the table. This is a serious matter." Coreuth mocks Ket.

Coreuth quietly leaves the others to loiter in the foyer, and continue their jibber-jabber, while she slinks around the rest of the mansion. Getting the jump on the others, she hopes, before they realize her scheme, the elf searches for the master bedroom in the manor to claim for herself.

"What's that? Did the grumpy man make a joke?"

"I'd like to see your mansion."

"Well, Mister Merc, I would be happy to spend the night at this haunted mansion for you, but as Prince Charming over here is saying," she looks at Raynucio, "it would be nice to know what payment you're offering."

"This 'Palazzo Dannato' sound familiar..." Coreuth takes a moment to think about the name Palazzo Dannato, trying to figure out where she knows that name from. The rumors of the place soon come rushing to the fore from the back of her head, and Coreuth raises a suspicious brow, then cuts to...

"Oh, I'm definitely the one you want to hire..."

Coreuth takes her glass of wine and swills it down like ale, then pours herself another glass. "Mister Mercianden, I think you've kept us in suspense long enough. What is this 'bit of business' you have for us?"

A slight, almost waify elven woman strolls into the private room. Her dark tan skin is highlighted by the raven black of her hair, and her purple eyes seem out of place with the rest of her facial features. From head to toe, she dons a contoured, lightly-revealing leather and cloth outfit...

Coreuth smiles. "Now this is my kind of man." She hops off her barstool and follows the rich man to the back.

Coreuth sighs, putting her chin in her hand, bored and waiting for something exciting to happen.

"Hrmph!" Coreuth exclaims, turning her nose up at the warrior. "Well, your no fun." She heads back to her seat near Kalinn, when Ausk approaches. "I don't know where to find employment, but if I find out, I'll tell you. You do the same for me, OK?" She smiles at the brutish-looking...

Coreuth takes note of the loud men, especially, the giant of the man carrying many weapons on his person. "That man...he has all those weapons. He could open up an armory with all those swords and stuff. Why do you think he carries so many with him?" The elf doesn't wait to hear what the...

As she waits for service, Coreuth begins to tap her fingers rapidly, while her gaze lazily wanders about, up until a stranger sits next to her at the bar. As the stranger starts speaking to her, she looks over the sturdy white tiefling with a curious eye. Coreuth shrugs. "A girl can't even...

Elf rogue is here looking for an adventure.

A slender, supple, dark-haired female elf, clad in form-fitting leather, strolls into the tavern. She looks over the room with curious and keenly intelligent eyes that are colored a bright, bold violet. Finding a seat at the bar, Coreuth Din'assa sits upright while waiting for service. When...