The Wanderers' Way

Rosaline took this as a sign that she was in the right place, walking through the doors with the ease and confidence of someone who lacked the ability to be shy. Her eyes wandered curiously, yet idly as she made her way inside.

She was met almost immediately by an older woman, dressed well in a flowing evening gown. "Good Afternnon, and welcome to the Gilded Rose my dear... Are you looking for the companionship of one of my ladies, or perhaps some work yourself? I am Mistress Silva."

Honestly, not neither option seemed terrible to her, but her current goal remained where it was. If nothing else, she wanted to make her coin and learn the town before deciding on employment. Besides, a pirate's life could hold it's own merits, and it was a matter she could discuss further at a later date, as was the proposition that had just been mentioned. "Actually, I have a bit of a... proposition for you." Rosaline said, opening the trunk to reveal the gowns she'd brought with her. "I won't be needing these, here."