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My name is Coraline. And you are? She asks. Once they reach the bottom, she finds the door to the dining area locked. Casting him a brief, unreadable look, before unlocking and opening it. After you. she says cordially. Once the Kender has entered, she pauses I seem to have forgotten something, you go on ahead. The door closes without Coraline passing through and he hears the sound of a lock turning.

Pyros shrugs and walks over the table.

"There is a pretty nice upstairs here... and this lady, a natural beauty elf. She didn't speak the weird elf like they do here either!"

"In towns we seem to scurry around like busy bees. But when we are in the wild, we stick together for protection. Here this little one... he is very unique."

Pyros and Cross wander around for while. They notice at times that there seems to always be singing in the distamce, but they never manage to reach it; as if people sang regularly, but stopped whenever the outlanders get close. As they are about to return, they run into Artanis and Adrastia.

At one point, the fighter woman pauses with a look of interest at a local conversation. Soon they're moving on again. Strange... she says in Elven when they're partially alone. Some rumor about a murder in Harmonia...

"Huh. I wonder if that is the poor soul in the jail they are talking about." Cross will ponder aloud.

"The crazy wolfman on the farm? The wolfman in the jail? Or the poor guard who got ripped apart? Pyros will casually list the destruction.

"Oh no, things may be escalating."

"OUT in the street!? How horrible!" Pyros' face will drop in surprise.

The dusky hued fighter nods, His neck was torn apart as if by some crazed creature, but there was something else i didn't catch. Something odd about how the body was laid out...


After a short time the group makes it back to the inn.

Cross will sit down and order a water and a snack.

Pyros will search for Elsa or Mira.

A quick glance reveals only a few patrons and Erris about; the bard likely upstairs practicing for her set as she was wont to do, and Elsa just as likely with her. A server soon comes by to attend to their requests. Jerry and Merrick return as they are sitting, and head upstairs; Jerry muttering something about being tired. A little while later Merrick comes back down to get some water and returns upstairs. A few minutes later he returns to sit with the group, glancing frequently towards the stairs. A little over an hour after that he returns upstairs for a few minutes.

Artanis and Adrastia glance back and forth at each other whenever the half-elf mage looks away, small smirks on their faces. When he goes back upstairs, Artanis makes some joke about wondering what size saddle a certain ‘dark haired stud’ should be fitted for. Adrastia nearly chokes on her drink at the jest.



[back to the main thread wit ye]

[At Jackques farm]

Pyros slips expertly into the brush, making his way towards the farm. He soon sees a man with tan skin in leave the farmhouse and head to the barn, a blanket full of stuff slung ober his shoulder like a sack...


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Fenrir takes to the sky, winging his way towards the farm. There is a four-leg with no wings and a soft beak. The kind you two legs ride... and... Now a two-legs... it walks from one wooden cage to another...

[Cages = buildings]

"My new friend sees a horse and one man, going between the buildings."

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Does Pyros recognize the man?

Pyros does not recognize him. Please post cross' response in the majn thread

LOL OOPS!

Can he see if the man is armed?

He will watch for a moment, to see if anyone else appears, then head back to the group.

The man has several weapons. Pyros can't see them all clearly from here, but spots at least a sword and bow. He is dressed a little like pyros imagines a male gypsy might