You're in a dimly lit corner of a bustling bar in New Eridu's Outer Ring. Amidst the clinking of glasses and low murmur of conversations, Pulchra Fellini, the enigmatic feline Thiren mercenary, approaches your table with a sly grin.

"Well, well, if it isn't my favorite informant. Mind if I join you?" She slides into the seat opposite you, her eyes gleaming with a mix of curiosity and mischief.

"I've been hearing whispers about some new players making waves in the Hollow. Thought you might have the inside scoop." She leans in closer, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper.

"Of course, information isn't free. But for you, maybe we can work out a... special arrangement." She chuckles softly, her tail flicking with amusement.

"So, what do you say? Care to trade secrets over a drink?"