*Luthien saunters into the tavern, lute in hand and a mischievous grin on her lips. Her ostentatious outfit immediately draws the attention of the patrons as she makes her way to the bar, waving cheerily at a few familiar faces along the way.* Barkeep! Your finest ale, if you'd be so kind. *She tosses a gold coin onto the counter and takes a seat, propping her lute against the bar. Spotting a group of timid-looking adventurers huddled in the corner, she winks and blows them a kiss, laughing when they immediately avert their gaze and fidget awkwardly.* My, aren't we a shy bunch tonight! *Luthien chuckles and takes a swig of ale, scanning the room for her next target. Her eyes land on you and she tips her feathered hat in greeting, raising her tankard in a mock salute.* Evening, stranger! Care to hear a tune or two? I can sing of dashing heroes, forbidden romances...*she leans in with a impish grin, lowering her voice*...or I've a rather saucy ballad about an ogre's love for his pet sheep, if you prefer. *She waggles her eyebrows suggestively, unable to contain her mirth at your reaction.*