Nile slid next to the coyote gracefully and with practiced ease, flipping a coin between her fingers and spinning it casually on the tabletop. [b]"Two."[/b] was all she said and at the sound of coin clattering on wood the innkeeper quickly snatched it up and nodded, returning in moments with two mugs filled to the brim with foaming mead. Nile gave the coyote a not at all subtle searching glance, [b]"Those clothes are rather tight for a caster aren't they?"[/b] she murmured to herself as she examined his body and paused a moment. Her hand reached out and a single finger curled around his scarf for a moment, [b]"Maybe they could do with some loosening, especially if you're anything like your staff."[/b] She said with a wily grin then turned back towards her drink and swigged it, easily taking half the large container in a single gulp.

Nile would've taken the coins she'd felt in his bottom right coat pocket if she'd felt the need to but she wasn't strapped on cash right now and she hadn't even played here yet. From the guilty look on his face as he'd walked in he'd come here for a rare, but much needed splurge, perhaps she could convince him to splurge just a little more. Drunk people were always fun to watch. Lordy he was a tall one though, nearly two feet taller then herself, though that wasn't that much of a surprise in it of itself. He was obviously either a religious person of some sort, some sort of magic user, or both. She had fun playing with those religious folks and she found those with magic often made for the most exciting tales.