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"Thel Jeers? Elsa, isn't that near your home? So you both come from the same place, like Pytor.." She sighs, "There are a few places, see I always carried my pack with me, so I brought it with me when I came." She squeezes Sabrina tightly, "Poison is awful, I've seen its affects a few times." She shudders.

"So, I think we should stay here a few days, rest and resupply our things." She suggests, waiting for comment, "What do you think?" She speaks in Common, deciding to discuss her plans later with Sabrina. The Girl listens, trying to make sense of the language, the words were so different to the ones she knew, to her it sounded flat, like MIra was stripped of the wonder of her voice.

Karl strokes his moustache pondering Mira's statement, "It is never prudent to rush into a situation, I agree that we should take a short rest, I would suggest we get you all mounts but such a thing would be impossible." He watches the others, this talk of Poison was mist foul, and on a Lady no less. Granted she was quite exotic but Sir Brightblade had showed him that he should see the good in others, rather than how they appeared from the outside.

[Sorry for delays. room for the night is 5 sp]

As Gregor announces his intent to turn in, the others bid him good night and Elsa chimes in. Do you want me to see to those injuries first? You might rest better.

Later when Karl mentions the impossibility of mounts, Merrick Actually, with the recent sale of the findings, we probably could all afford horses. We could probably double-up with the newcomers if they are interested in coming along.

I don't know about the rest of you, but I have had quite enough of nightmares and... creatures... I'm ready to go as soon as we can and get Dr Dominiani started on a way home for us. Who knows how long it will take him? But he can't start until he has... uh... what he needs.

Mira reaches over and touches Elsa's arm. "I know more than anyone, just trying to allow those who just arrived a moment to adjust. Anyway its not my choice, I decide for me, and no one else." She adds, once again stepping back from taking charge.

Delsenora is listening to everyone, not speaking but now decides to speak.

"All right, I would like to hear about this Dr Dominani and these beasts you speak of. And anything else you can mention."

"Of him, we don't know much. Apart from the fact he may be able to get us home, of the other.. Its not something you discuss in polite company." Mira explains softly. "We have seen them.."

Delsenora whispers And this is where this Crown comes in as well?"

Gregor grimaces slightly and then smiles slyly at Elsa. I guess I weren't hiding that as well as I thought, he chuckles. I would much appreciate bandaging better than me own. The blow was deeper than I thought.

"Later." Mira responds, "Lucky its quiet here today, there should easily be enough rooms."

"Its strange." Sabrina speaks in perfect Harmonian, "There were always stories of Travellers from afar coming here, I have worked at the Old Kartakann ever since I was old enough, and we had one or two people come in that No one understood. Coraline says that she has seen many more, but I don't know how because she looks only a little older than me." She switches to Elven, whispering "But you can understand them all.. I mean you still get a few words wrong when you speak but.."

"Later, I promise." She kisses the shorter Girls cheek, "I'll tell you everything I swear."

Merrick nods in agreement with the bard. Yes, perhaps speaking of... the object is best done in more private.

Upstairs:
Elsa pats Gregor's arm. We'll get you fixed up. Jerry, will you help? Elsa asks the blonde Mystran. The two accompany Gregor upstairs and away from the eyes of the locals. There isn't much magic used in this place, so we typically try to limit doing such things in public. The locals get a little... jumpy about it. The half-elven priestess nods with the Halfling's assessment.Indeed. Sadly things peopke don't understand tend to make them fearful... and rash.

Elsa checks the injuries and nods. They look pretty fresh... and thankfully not infected. Let's see what we can do here...

The two each begin quiet prayers: Elsa to Yondalla, the halfling goddess of Growth, youth and Nature; and Jerry to someone named Mystra. A golden light surrounds each of them, extending to their hands above the wounds. The golden light passes to the injuries which close up completely! The priestesses smile at each other. That should about do it! The halfling offers cheerfully.

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Jerry casts Cure Light Wounds on Gregor
Elsa casts Cure Light Wounds on Gregor
Jerry, Elsa CLW [1d8]=4, [1d8]=5,
Gregor is healed for 9 hps,
Gregor is Fully Healed!

Iscind

Iscind slips through the door of the inn, and she quickly scans each person within, accessing whether or not they might be a threat, before letting out a soft breath. "Esker, it appears safe", her eyes drawn to the raven, "And it appears one here might be blessed by the All-Father." She will stand close by the doorway, waiting for her shield brother to enter.

[All those already inside the inn, check the descriptions in the "Cast of Victims" for Iscind and Esker as they enter]

The Red Head turns her head towards the door, a curious look on her face as she watches the woman enter. Squeezing the Blondes leg she lets the shirt fall from her shoulders as she stands and approaches them. The wavy red locks falling about her otherwise bare shoulders, the outfit is bright and quite revealing.

"Bonjour?" She asks in a strange language, winks and smiles. "Those mists can be a real pain can't they." She adds in common.

Esker Manyblades

Steps into the inn, following Iscind, his eyes catching those of the redhead's, before looking beyond her to those scattered about the room, "A pain in the sense that they are difficult to navigate most assuredly," he says with a thick accent. "I'm afraid we are at a loss as to where we actually are. I understood there were no towns close to where we were. And yet I find one that wasn't on the map I was given," his eyes return to hers a moment before they look her fully over and he remarks, "Unfamiliar and distracting terrain it appears." He holds out a hand to her, "I am Esker Manyblades and the dour little blonde next to me is Iscind Aranya."

"I'm up here." The Redhead comments firmly, "You are in the town of Skald. In a place called Harmonia, let me see you were doing something, perhaps something dangerous and you found yourself in the mists. I wonder.. if it works randomly or it opens and pulls many people in at once?" Pondering she offers her hand. "Mira, I'm from Palathalas but you will have no idea where that is." She turns facing the tables, "Come and join us.. we are all somewhat displaced."