Gaming hells drew out the very worst in living beings. Ailova didn't care to frequent such dives, but she knew that here in this locale she'd find what she needed. A loose tongue was necessary to spread the word that a bandit was looking to assemble a crew for a particular line of work - highway banditry. It was her specialty, it's what she'd stick to in this new place. No murdering, no kidnapping, just simple clean highway robbery.
A reluctant looking bruiser blocked her entrance into the place, his wide paw thrust out for payment in return for entry. A quick flash of silver exchanged between them and Ailova was beckoned inside.
Gloria certainly hadn't lied about the place. It was filled to the brim with carousing ne'er-do-wells; some jockeyed for position at the various gaming tables, others plied drink and compliments to willing women of dubious reputation. Aye, this place was perfect. Booted feet quickly carried her to the bar and Ailova flagged down a harried looking barmaid.
"Whiskey, leave the bottle." Mossy green eyes surveyed a few of the denizens closest to her at the bar and she chose one in particular. It was a chap of slight build, with tattered clothes and a slim looking purse. He had one good eye that surveyed her bottle hungrily - the other sported a black patch.
"Care for a drink?" The highwaywoman asked, snagging a glass and pouring a large measure before receiving an answer.
"Little old and homely to be a workin' girl." The ruffian replied, grabbing the drink before she could change her mind.
"Not that sort of workin' girl." The first bottle went down easy between the two thieves. With the second he talked even more and she found he was a small-time cat-burglar. He was of no use to her, but he assured her he'd help to secure her a crew - for a price.
"Just spread the word. Have them send word here with you and then I'll meet them if they are workable." There was no way she'd completely trust the sot that she'd learned was named Blort, but he was all she had at the ready. For now.
In a few hours a rumor was spread that work was to be found for a ready body with quick mind and steady seat. Personages afflicted with morals need not apply.