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"Well, we're here, mostly." Locky responds, "This is supposed to be fun. Fikod, dance with me!" she giggles.

"While that isn't quite how I would put it, but Locky is right, we are mostly alive, that's down to you. Have a drink and stop putting yourself down." Grinning he takes another sip.

"You guys might be in a more...festive mood, but I'm not," Imani admits. She had too many thoughts going on in her head. The more she drank, the more her mood turned sour.

"We all react differently to drink." Jerrard says his mood suddenly Changing. "It wasn't your fault."

Babushka had followed the conversation for a while, but then she began to cradle herself in her arms, rocking back and forth softly, humming a slow tune.


(ready to move on)

"Up lazy bones!" Locky grabs her friend by the hands, pulling her to her feet. "You'll dance with me!" The little kender spins around giggling.

Babushka stumbles a bit at first, surprised, but lets herself be led by her kender friend.

Locky dances with abandon, looking even more free than she usually does, spinning her best friend around she stumbles, collapsing in a heap on top of Ulster, her legs wrapped up with him, Babuskha laying on top of her. "Ohhh.." she giggles. "Ooops!"

Babushka laughs and disentangles herself. "I think we should go to bed now" she suggests.

(Yeah, I'm kind of ready to move on to the next day).

Ulster gets to his feet, clearly not pleased with the kender's disruptive antics. "I'm going to go sit in my room until dinner," he mutters, walking off.

Thuskar hands Fikod the wineskin back. "Yeah...I think I'll go wander around town a bit. I'll see the rest of you later." He then walks off, too.

"Oh dear." locky stops, looking downcast. "I think I'll go somewhere else..." Looking rather sad she slopes off...

(She goes somewhere quiet)

"That Kender..." Jerrard shakes his head, moving away he goes to look for Ulster.

Jerrard follows Ulster to the inn, and knocks on the door to the room he and Thuskar are sharing.

The door opens, and Ulster pokes his head out. "Hey, what's up?" he asks.

"Just checking, you seem somewhat.. distracted, sorry about Locky, we should make sure she doesn't drink again." He says leaning on the doorframe.. "Are you ok?"