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Alecia simply shrugs, curious how any of this could help her, she had brought the Sylvan to Sue, why was she still here?

"Misfits?" Turning her head in indgination she frowns, "I am no Misfit, Tymora has a path for me. I follow that path." Shifting her attention to each of them she shifts in close to Nix, "You understand, none of your goals are mine? The dead Canary perks my curiousity, but." She stops, the next words appearing to cause her pain. "Tymora relies on his flock to make their own luck, and their funds. Without such funds I am on the street."

Sue translates as requested.

"Misfits, as in we all have a hodge podge reasons to be here, not that you have no reason in life."

Sue thinks for a quick moment.

"Well as for the coin, I think I have a way we could all make some, to further our causes."

"Have you all heard of the Yawning Portal?"

Jim nods.

"I have, well I just did, Nix mentioned it. There us like a chamber, and people bet on how long you survive? Isn't that sort of dangerous?" Alecia gasps slightly, her expression one of shock and fear.

Sue takes a second and tries to see if her reaction is genuine.
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Insight(Wis)(4): [1d20+4] = 3+4 = 7

How does USS hate Sue SO much!

It seems genuine to Sue.

"Well despite the danger, this could be a good first lesson for our City Initiates." He looks between the Sylvans.

"The world is run on a solid street of gold pieces. Some might say money isn't everything, but I'd like to see you survive in this city without it."

Jim expands this as, "Isaril, the city uses coinage as the forest uses water. It flows freely, all involved gain something from it. Favours have a value too, a coinage equivalent perhaps. So you assist in helping the Watchman and he will, in turn, assist in helping your concern. As will I."

"Luck only gets you so far." Alecia comments in addition to Sue's, "Half of this City RUNS on favours, I've heard that is more so with the Rich people." Letting out a long sigh, her ample chest deflating as she nods in reluctant agreement. "The Portal it is then."

Nix nods. Much as i dislike the element of uncertainty, there aren't many lucrative optiins for... one of my background on the legal side of things... at least at my current skillset... He squeezes Alecia's hand in what he hopes is a reassuring gesture.

"Ok, I have a writ, which will allow me to form an adventuring group." Sue looks around to each person at the table. Thinking what the hell am I doing here...

"We can sign on to this, and form an official group to allow us to carry the necessary weapons to approach a venture such as this one."

Another sigh.

"We do need a name for our group however."

"Might I suggest 'Morning Glory'?" Jim offers.

"What's the story behind that?" Alecia asks curiously, her eyes lowered as she fails to meet anyone's gaze.

"That would be my honour, Gentledam," responds Jim enthusiastically. "I serve Lathander. He is the Lord of the Morning. Each sun up reminds.us of his divine glory." He nods as if that explains all.

Sue will look at the Monk and smirk. Then wonder where his new drink is.