Virgil eyed the newcomer casually, giving her a nod as smoke from his pipe lazily wafted into the air. Kayden blinked, surprised to see a new recruit show up so soon after their potential employer they might as well have bumped shoulders. He couldn't help but grin though, with this short but very likely competent woman speaking in such an upfront manner. He already believed that she was used to Mercenary work. 

"I think we can spare the guard some trouble today," Kayden told her, gesturing her to take a seat. He ordered another pint for the newcomer. It was a stout Banian Ale. "Now, did you pop in here because you're looking for some work, or was it to get a ticket into the city?" he asked her, his voice confident and blunt as if he was talking to a new recruit in the military. The Captain was young and perhaps dashing to some, but there was a wisdom behind his measuring gaze, and he looked like he had more than a few scratches from previous engagements. 
[@MiddleEarthRoze]