Last Night.
Sometime during the middle of the party name discussion, Jasper got bored and began tuning his lute. Sensing he needed a drink the serving wench approached.
"Would you like something to drink?"
"No drink can compare to your beauty." The serving wench blushed.
"But if you insist, I would like two ales: I shall drink one, and you shall drink the otherf."
"I'm not allowed to drink while I'm working."
"Do not worry, we will keep it a secret, your boss will never know." The serving girl smiled then wandered to the bar and returned with the two drinks.
A few minutes later, the serving girl who was now quite tipsy from her repeated secret drinks leaned close to Jasper and smiled as she noticed his lute.
"Did they hire you to entertain them while they adventure?"
Jasper grinned.
"No they didn't. In fact, it is the opposite situation, they are actually my hirelings." The girl's glazed eyes widened.
"I may be dressed in a common wardrobe, but I happen to be a descendant of the great King of Bael Turath, and I currently a member of the great order of Bardic Cavaliers charged with the....."
The wench interupted.
"You're royalty?" Jasper nodded.
"I never met royalty before. Wow. So why are you here and not in your castle?"
"I grew bored of the courtly life and when I learned about the Baker's vanishing from the local lord regent's courier, I knew I had to act before his disappearance would cause a great darkness to spread throughout this land. You see, the Baker's sweet pies actually are very important to the lord regent's ability to govern since they give him peace he desires during stressful times." A sly smile crossed Jasper's lips as he started to tune his lute.
"As a protector of the ways of peace and love, it is my duty to ensure that this land doesn't fall into the grips of chaotic warfare which may erupt if the lord regent can not satisfy himself with his desired snack. It is a grim task, but I must do it for the safety of our people. I plan on composing a great epic once our deed is accomplished, and soon your beauty as well as my company's achievements should be known and sung about across this great land, from sea to shinning sea..."
The serving wench blushed,
"Can you sing me something right now, in private?"
Jasper smiled seductively and whispered his reply to the serving wench before leaving the tavern with her...
* * * *
Jasper lazily plucked on his lute as he traveled towards the rear of the group. He imagined himself to actually be a member of a royal linage of a long forgotten kingdom like his mother always told him he was, and in turn, like he always claimed he was. He heard many stories about Tieflings but no one ever knew the truth and deep down Jasper wished that the story he told was true since it sounded better then his just being the son of a random teifling adventurer who managed to seduce and impregnate the local half-elven forester.
JAsper glanced towards the horizon and frowned.
"So, whose idea was it to walk to Winterhaven? Couldn't we just have rented a boat?"