Leilani Paaie
Femme Fatale
Nar Shadda the home of criminals, spies, and anyone trying to make a living. It was a place that so often drew Leilana to it. Inhabitants with like minds, competition that didn't mind being beat, and some of the finest dining outside of the core.
Looking around with all the perfect tablecloths pristine white and crisp corners. The lights low enough to give that feeling of comfort and liquor that flowed freely. It was the conversations though that tonight held her attention more than the food. She could hear the conversation clearly as she watched the scene before her.
She watched out into the darkness at a sea of lights. They beckoned for her to come and play to bring out the mistress of all that was pink and sometimes forbidden.
Behind her they whispered about shipments, mercenaries, and gems. All of which she could use and share for a bit of coin. She wasn't watching the door and wouldn't see [member="Michael Shado"] come in. But then she didn't always hear them coming. But she always saw them out.
Looking around with all the perfect tablecloths pristine white and crisp corners. The lights low enough to give that feeling of comfort and liquor that flowed freely. It was the conversations though that tonight held her attention more than the food. She could hear the conversation clearly as she watched the scene before her.
She watched out into the darkness at a sea of lights. They beckoned for her to come and play to bring out the mistress of all that was pink and sometimes forbidden.
Behind her they whispered about shipments, mercenaries, and gems. All of which she could use and share for a bit of coin. She wasn't watching the door and wouldn't see [member="Michael Shado"] come in. But then she didn't always hear them coming. But she always saw them out.