Veruise, for her part, was preoccupied as a shady looking bosmer came over, motioning to her gambling box. "You're up for a game of dice, are you?" he said. Veruise tilted her head to one side as she looked at him, unblinkingly. She wasn't much of a judge of character, but she assumed that this was one of the many people who thought they could never lose a game of dice- most roguish types were better than the common folk, it was true. But Veruise was in a whole 'nother game park.

"I am. What stakes?" she enquired slowly. The bosmer, who was a good deal smaller than she, gulped nervously, but gave a charming smile nonetheless.

"What do we say starting at a 10?" he asked.

Veru nodded. "Deal." She cashed in a 10 gold, and he did the same. They rolled. Once, twice, three times, Veru rolled all sixes. The bosmer paled as he forked over fifty of his own gold. "You're uh... pretty good at that..." the bosmer said, and though he was clearly a bit miffed that he hadn't one a single round, he was also clearly not finished with her.

Veru watched him uncertainly, not sure why he would stay. As she hadn't felt the need to milk him for lots of money, she hadn't toned down her game so they could keep playing. He should, by all accounts, be outraged right now.

He leaned in closer to her. "Interested in joining the thieves' guild?" he asked in a low voice. His eyes swept down to her fairly modest briasts, then up to her face again. He smiled. "I could use a 'prentice, and you're a pretty good roller. You'd make good money out of it..." Once again, his eyes drifted downwards, then fixed on her face hungrily.

Understanding dawned. He lusts after me... she thought. He and his type usually do... Those men who liked dangerous, mysterious or rogueish woman often took to her looks. And though it was disguised as an offer of some guild membership (if the thieves' guild even existed...) Veru recognised a proposition when she saw one. He was wondering if she'd have six for money with him.

Since Veru was in a good mood at the moment, she simply said, "No." And then she reached out with her gauntleted arm to grab her gambling box- she knew it was her most intimidating side. The bosmer nodded, and rose to his feet. "As you like, miss. But uh... if you ever want to find me? My room is upstairs. And I'd be very grateful for your company." He winked.

Veru looked thoughtful. "I'll bear that in mind..." she replied. Knowing where he was could prove useful if she needed more money.

Ham and cheese sandwich, a piece of mutton, medium-well, two glasses of rum for this table, and a Sujamma and moonshine for the mystery girl. Karst reminded herself, nodding politely and giving a sincere-yet-automatic 'I'll get that in just a moment.' to the Argonian and his little piratey friend before returning to the kitchen. At a glance, Karst saw a Bosmer leaving the odd elven woman, and he bumped into her on his way upstairs. She got an odd surge of lust in her and shook her head to clear it, the feeling fading as the little elf's did the same up the staircase. Looking over at Veru, she assumed she'd gotten that off of the Bosmer. It sure as hell wasn't her own feelings unless her six drive had gone utterly mad.

I'm surprised I've managed to maintain myself, what with all the horny, lonely people bumping into me here. she laughed darkly in her head. Though she didn't want to admit it, she hated this forced celibacy even though she'd never been one for sleeping around even before becoming a mother. Karst was mostly just annoyed with the lack of morally decent men in the town. Though she masked her frustration well with a look of feigned concentration, she finally found it too much and gritted her teeth, letting out a low grunt of aggravation once she was behind the bar. All I want is a good guy that's not painful on the eyes and that I can trust with Ved. Are they really that rare these days?

While she bemoaned her situation pointlessly in her head, the little Khajiit worked on autopilot, slicing off a bit of mutton from a larger cut, sticking it in the oven, then pulling out some ham and shaving off a few slices. Her nimble little fingers made quick work of the bread and cheese and meat, and had a sandwich made and on a plate in under a minute. Pulling the jugs of Sujamma and moonshine out from behind the counter, then grabbing the rum bottle, Karst filled four glasses with the requested poisons. Gathering all five items up expertly, she deposited them on Veruise's table, the moonshine and Sujamma directly in front of the elf while the other three things sat just next to her own body. "Here ya go, ma'am. Dig out the eight gold while I get these other things to some people over here. I'll be right back." she said a bit hurriedly. Suddenly, she had at least seven new customers to tend to and no help, what with Veru and the whole party of mercenaries or whatever they were who'd just come in. She also just recalled she'd not gotten money from the first Argonian she'd served in the last few minutes, and this made her sigh.

Depositing the rums and sandwich on Menelri and Fears' table, Karst was a bit taken aback when the little pirate-elf held a small hand out to her, something clutched in her hand. Instinctively, Karst reached out and the little elf deposited eighteen septims in her palm. After a moment of wondering what this was for, she realized this was the exact amount their meals cost, including the unfinished mutton. "Uhm.. thank you, ma'am. I'll.. have your friend's food in a moment." Hell, I never thought anyone looked up at the prices by the menu items up there..

Turning back, she went to Veru again and laced her fingers neatly together, the whole tangle of digits held against her lower chest in a polite manner as she looked down at the elf. "All right. Sorry about that. Was there anything else you needed, ma'am? Forgive me for rushing you, but I've got a lot of customers to tend to and I'm, like, the only one running the place."

OOC: I feel the need to bump this, because I had rather high hopes for this RP.

As the official agent of chaos for Papa Zelric, I must regretfully inform you that this is on hold until and unless which time should happen to occur that real life allows him the time to maintain a decent presence here.

I could ask him if I could run it for him, but.. seeing as it's a rather unique RP and not as simple and well-known of a plot as Era, it may be.. challenging. And at the moment, I don't have the time or sanity for 'challenging' sadly. I'm afraid it'll probably have to wait until he returns in a fanfare of lizards and popcorn.

~Aula