Zolani walked around the tavern chatting with the patrons.

Tonight was a fairly good night she’d made enough to get her and her brothers dinner she just needed a little more to be able to pay rent at the end of the week.

She needed someone easy to charm. Her gaze landed on a man in a hood.

She could tell the cloaks material was satin, along with the stitching on the hem being from a professional seamstress.

The man was also drinking a glass of the taverns most expensive wine.

bingo.