The woman walked into the bar...looking around. Her long red hair tumbled well past her shoulders. She was looking for someone...anyone. But no one seemed to catch her Icy Blue eyes. Nuri walked over to the bar and took a seat on the stool as the males around her gawked. The woman was the village beauty, a girl who's hand was saught after by many men. Nuri was dressed in a strikingly skin tight corset dress, black and a bit too short to be proper but it wasn't like she cared. Her skin was fair so the dress contrasted in a way to make her stick out from the crowd. She looked to the bar tend and asked for some wine. As he came back with her glass, handing it too her a man walked into the bar. He walked over to the bar, slamming down a large sum of money. She eyes him with a devious grin forming on her lips. Nuri Got up and crossed over to him, her voice smooth and sudictive. "Sir...That is an aweful lot of money for a drink...or night out. Pray tell...whatever will you do...drink with so much money...?"