The Queen

Suspecting this is not the place or the people for subtle intros, the adventurer goes over to the group and asks directly:
“Who’s this, whose name can never be known?”
There is a silence, a B-movie, stranger-in-the-bar-western silence. The man who was speaking before looks around his henchmen, as if looking for the snappy reply he has lost. He tries to laugh, fails, and covers it by saying:
“It’s just a sailors' legend. Only the name of a card. Here. A keepsake for your travels. Once she shows her face the game’s over, anyway.”
And he flicks the card across the table.
“Maybe someday you’ll someone who can tell you the story.”
For some reason, the group laughs at this, and the laugh becomes a dismissal as they turn their backs and begin small talk among themselves.