The gnome girl

You head for the kitchen, deciding to follow the gnome dancer. You quietly slip through the saloon style door into the large open kitchen. Several kobolds are preparing food. At the same time, tavern wenches of various species are transporting it out, and empty dishes in. Silvia the lizardfolk is dropping off a stack of dirty plates, when she notices you.

"Oh Mr. Vaylen was it? Is there a problem?" She asks politely.

"Yes, the gnome dancer that just came back here." You reply.

"Silphi? what's wrong with her?"

"We think the man who's been taking women from here might be going after her now. I need to know where she went. "

"Probably back to her room. It's down the hall over here." Silvia drags you by the hand to a hallway at the far end of the kitchen.

A long hall stretch out in front of you. Several doors line both walls. Just as Silvia is about to speak, one of the closest doors flies open. Out steps a muscular woman. Her skin is a pale orange, and has the look of leather. You look up, and seeshe has the head of a tyrannosaurus. She is wearing just a red loincloth.

"What are you doing Silvia?" The saurian woman folds her arms across her ample chest.

"Randi, please let us through. This man is trying to protect Silphi rom a dangerous predator." Silvia pleads.

"You know the rules, no men beyond this point." The woman you now know as Randi is steadfast in stopping you.

"Miss, please there's a dangerous **** on the loose. I need to see this woman." You make your case.

"Yeah, and I'm staring at him. Silvia you honestly believe this guy. You're too trusting." Randi snarls.

"He's working with that bounty hunter that arrived this morning. He's a bounty hunter himself. " Silvia defends you.

You pull out your seal, and show it to the saurian woman. You're starting to get impatient. Randi looks at the metal disc in your hand.

"And what's this supposed to mean?" Randi snears.

The saurian woman rests her hands on her hips, exposing her breasts again. They are enormous, at least a double D, with a pale orange hue, and large aerolas. You never thought nipples could glare, but her's seem to be staring daggers at you. You realize she's not going to move.