Urnsul had been sitting quietly in a booth watching the antics of the chicken and the fortune teller. She had of course seen Shel come in and nodded at her, but didnt say much. It was common knowledge that Urnsul had come into town about a month ago and been hired very soon after by Sara Morninghawk as a smith. Her work with fine metal was close to perfection and was appreciated by those who wanted jewelry in town.