Re: Random Adventures IC (D&D 3.5)
Gwen produces seven copper pieces from from a small embroidered bag and hands it to the elven woman. "Here you go." she says awaiting her drink excitedly. She turns back to the guys "Where do you guy's want to sit?" She then smiles coyly seeing Fimble's eyes fixated on the dancer "Or should I just assume as close to the stage as possible."