A transactional relationship...

"The small pouch of gold slid smoothly across the lacquered table ion front of Corrorin and came to a stop at the edge, inches from his hand. " That should about cover our agreement I believe" Halia remarked. Although Corrorin didn't officially agree to dispose of the Redbrands leader as Halia had asked him he thought it may be prudent to at least inform her that the Redbrands had been dealt with and most likely routed from Phandelin, thanks to the efforts of him and his companions. Halila had a particular way about her that somehow led Corrorin t o believe that there was more to her than an attractive yet somewhat mysterious owner of a miners exchange. Her office was filled with signs of wealth and the finer bits of life. Ranging from wonderous art pieces to trinkets and other examples of her taste in art and collectables. She herself was dressed in a pristine yet functional garb, far too nice to be walking around a barn like the exchange they now found themselves conversing in. Her hair was long and kept well with a small headpiece keeping it pulled back from her face. Her shoulder exposed and that tattoo...Corrorin had never seen it before but its prominence on her arm indicated that it was more than just a random choice on her part. " I was wondering Corrorin. Did you happen to find any notes, letters or other signs of correspondence when you and your companions searched Glasstaff's quarters?" Halia asked with a curious tone. Corrorin thought for a minute about the letter they had discovered and if perhaps there was a connection . The letter seemed to indicate a level of correspondence between Glasstaff and a entity referred to as " The Black Spider". Could Halia have knowledge of this person. She seemed to know about the existence of such communication when they first met and she requested the return of any letters. Looking around the room and turning his thoughts inward, Corrorin gave pause before answering her question..."