Drina sets out in the late afternoon towards the towns largest tavern. She makes sure her colorful dress is swishing and swirling as she takes a roundabout route so people see there is a Varisian Wanderer in Heldren and to give them time to get curious. Is she a fortune teller? A Kapenia Dancer? She wants the crowd excited by her presence and what it might mean, because she means to earn a little coin tonight.

She arrives at the tavern just before dusk, finding a corner table with less than perfect lighting. She sits, orders a glass of wine, and begins shuffling her cards. So far she hasn’t said a word, but she is open for business.