"A black cat led me to this establishment. I hope it's not bad luck! LOL"

Yes, I am a priest, but I am not blind. And yes, I also enjoy my games and gambling, but she is infinitely much more interesting.

"Well hello there. I'm Khnum, part-time Priest, part-time bar keep . I see you've met Noire, Bar O's patron pussycat."

Reaching down, I pat the little animal's head, then offer it a sip of barley beer. The cat sniffs, raises its tail, arches its back and haughtily strolls off.

"Noire is somewhat, well, she is very finicky," I say to the woman, slightly embarrassed."I forgot she only drinks the expensive bubbling brew they import from Gaul. She does bring this establishment and anyone who chances upon her exceptionally good luck, though. That means good luck for you. Do you gamble?"

The cat encircles the woman's legs, rubbing against them and gently purring. As Thor passes, it sniffs the air and quickly darts after him, toward the bath. "I suppose Noire is hot on the trail of Takumi's magical mouse. You should see this new game, it's quite fascinating how....."

"I need a massage! Is Thor around?"

It is none other than the lovely Anarane.

"Yes, Madam. Thor is in the baths, working on three Athenian women, but while he's back there, I'd be glad to take you up on those biers. Here, let me help you."

I assist the lovely Germanic, placing her ruby-hued tray atop the bar. This looks mighty good. Has a nice head. Frothy. Cold.
My eyes turn back to the raven-haired woman.