Halila watches Mr. Inkblot float away. She finishes the last bit of her drink as she wonders over his comment about fraudulent activity.  When Brayson interrupts her thoughts, she has to nod in agreement. "Yea, maybe I don't either."  Except, she does. 'Much rather have a leg up on this Shemeshka. Why is she helping this group anyhow? Probably something in it for her. And it may not be in my interest!'  

Once the drink is empty she sets down the glass and gets up. She slowly makes her way back towards the cages. She figures it's time to turn in her razors for gold. Counting them out, there are 19 of them, and she cashes them all in.  After finishing that, she looks around to see if she can spot any of the others. 

Zakhar gives Esta a slight smile when she makes the 'odds stacked against you' comment, then sits down alongside his companions. He sighs heavily when the white dragon suddenly acts out. "I don't have the energy to deal with this." He thinks putting his face in his hands. "This casino has to have it's own security, so i shouldn't have to."

Nearly as soon as those thoughts crossed his mind, the dragon was apprehended. He sighs again, "Why are we here." He mutters under his breath.

Tyriel stands next the bar, not wanting to embarrass himself by having to literally climb onto a bar stool due to his current size. He huffs, eyeing the white dragon as he storms off. Interfering does cross his mind, but right now he isn't sure what the right course of action would be, if there even is a right course of action considering where he is right now. He sighs, leaning back against the bar, then eyeing Zakhar when he asks the question of why they are there. 

"I've been asking myself the same thing," he says, clearly unenthused. 

It isn't too terribly difficult for Halila to spot the other members of the group across the casino as they congregate around the ice lounge. As some of you muse over your current situation, the lights dim, and the crowd murmurs with anticipation. Like a spotlight, a portal appears in the hall’s vaulted ceiling and casts a golden glow on the casino floor. A grand, spiral staircase twists down from the portal, accompanied by an orchestral fanfare. A copper-furred, fox-headed being in an exquisite gown gracefully descends the stairs. Her arrival is met with thunderous applause.

"I was just tryin to help the gaurds... thought maybe i could earn a few extra razors is all..." The goblin replies as he tucks his device away. He smiles at Esta as the effects of his icy beverage take hold. Oooo.. well isn't that fancy" Sizzle grins before finishing his drink. "This could be interesting." He adds as he slides out of his barstool and tries to get a better look at what is taking place. He grabs on to Esta for a bit of support as he wait to see what happens next.

'Hmm, Shemeshka?' she wonders. She watches the fox-headed lady with interest as she keeps back a bit, trying to blend in to the rest of the crowd. 

Esta thanks the barman with a warm smile, placing a few coins on the counter to settle her tab. She raises her glass high, "Cheers!" she exclaims, her voice carrying a cheerful note across the bar. Taking a deliberate sip, she savours the drink, smacking her lips to fully appreciate the complex flavors. "Hmmm, very sweet, but doesn't really taste like..." Her words trail off as a sudden shudder runs through her body, the unexpected after-kick of the drink catching her off guard. She sets the glass down, staring at it in disbelief. "Wowza! That kicks like a mule! Very nice!" she exclaims, a wide grin spreading across her face. She takes another sip, nodding in appreciation.

Turning her attention to the main room, Esta's eyes widen as she notices a new commotion. An elegant vixen, dressed to the nines, makes a grand entrance to a chorus of fanfare. Unable to contain herself, Esta lets out an involuntary whistle, "OOoh she's pretty. Wait, did I say that out loud?" She quickly turns back, sinking into her chair and hugging her drink, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment. She hopes to blend into the background, her earlier excitement now replaced with a shy smile.

Through the applause and pomp of the arrival, a small voice in the crowd somewhere is heard briefly over the noise, "We love you Shemeshka!" The fox-lady smiles widely and gives a graceful curtsey before waving at the casino crowd. "Thank you everyone! I hope you are as delighted to be here as I am! I see we have our regulars and some new faces today, how wonderful! Well, don't let me stop you from having your fun! Let the drinks and money flow, and may you all find favor's fortune!" Another round of applause ripples through the casino as the lights return to normal and everyone returns to their previous activities. 

'Well, it seems that it truly is Shemeshka. Hopefully she will talk to us now,' she thinks. With everyone watching the woman, she makes her way towards the Ice Lounge where she sees many of the others from her group. 

"very interesting..." Sizzle says watching the woman approach. he takes his gloved hand and runs it through his mowhawk as though trying to style it. "I wonder what other surprises we'll encounter tonight." He says to Esta before looking over his shoulder to see that she has slunk backwards. he noticed her face was red but assumed the drinks must be affecting her too.

(holding for another day for the others, we'll continue soon though otherwise :) )

Shemeshka began a slow, stately tour of the casino floor, weaving through the various tables and machines with a calculated grace. She eventually made it toward the far end at the ice lounge and ordered her favorite from the yeti bartender, who immediately went to work mixing up her drink. While she waited, she looked at some of you and a few other onlookers that drifted by to offer their flatteries to Shemeshka, which she always accepted overly graciously.

Making it back to the others, Halila continues to watch this woman as she tours the casino. "Kinda like she owns the place," she comments to the others. She is still watching the fox-headed lady when she finally reaches the Ice Lounge. She lets the others pass by with their flattery, but when she sees Shemeshka looking over towards her, she speaks. "Good that you made an appearance finally. We understood that we would eventually get a chance to speak with you. We're very curious to know why you have invited us here." 

'More than likely she has no clue who we are,' she thinks as she waits for a response.

Sizzle watches as the beautiful foxy lady moved to take a seat not to far away within the ice lounge. The goblin grins and shakes his head. "Outta my league..." He says to himself before spying Halila moving to introduce herself. With a shrug and a quick once over of his appearance to make sure he was still clean and presentable, he moves up behind his companion... not saying anything but giving shemeshka a quick nod.

Esta stares at the spectacle that is Shemeshka's appearance - how her mere presence demands attention from everyone. The initial awe of her swaggering entrance is soon replaced with almost a bitterness that Esta can't quite understand. Slinking back to her drink, she slurps away slowly enjoying the drink, almost forgetting why they were even here in the first place.

Esta is tending her own thoughts when Shemeshka sits nearby, and Halila speaks out asking why we were brought here. 'Oh yes, that's why we are here!' Esta thinks to herself, and glances towards them to try and capture the conversation.

Tyriel, unsurprisingly unimpressed by this vixen's appearance, follows Halila with similar questions in mind. He wants out of this place as soon as possible, though he does his best to hide this with a blank expression that does little to cover his unenthusiastic outlook of this situation. 

The devious vixen pauses and looks at Halila and flashes a grin. "Of course I would make an appearance! I practically live here!" She laughed a bit. "Ah, so you are the curious anomaly. How fascinating. Well let's not discuss your...situation, out here in the noise and crowd. Follow me please." Shemeshka will beckon you to follow her with a practiced curl of her fingers and start heading back through the casino toward one of the private rooms, just to the right of where the big wheel game stands. There are plenty of curious glances as she moves gracefully along the floor, both at her and at you, perhaps even a few jealous looks though none seem particularly threatening, likely because no one wants to get on Shemeshka's bad side. Once inside the room and the door is secured, the arcanoloth will sit down on a well padded and luxurious chair (one of several in the room). "So, how are you finding my little casino so far?"

Halila understands that this might be a more private conversation, so she holds off on saying more. 'I am a curious anomaly? This woman had better start explaining what is happening!'  She readily follows after Shemeshka, ignoring the glances being cast in her direction.

Once in the room and the woman is speaking, she sits down in one of the other chairs. "Your casino? I suppose it's nice. Certainly intetesting. And the rooms you provided certainly seem great. But, what does 'curious anomaly' mean?"

Zakhar watches the fox woman with a somewhat unimpressed expression. He's found that he's not usually fond of people who attract the type of attention that this woman does. His eyes narrow when she calls Halila a "curious anomaly" in his mind this is de-humanizing (or whatever the equivalent would be for Halila's race). However, he get's up, and trails after Halila, expecting Esta to follow as well.