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I'm just killing time until we go, really. I think I have identified all hostile furniture (by doing the RPG version of walking my character around the room spamming the "interact" button) , so we can transition whenever :)

Russet looks admiringly at Ludo and attempts to pet it (@VLAD the Destroyer I'll let you decide what happens here!) Must be good to feel like your good at something... What brings you to the Ten Towns? He notices the small hooded figure of Lumrolur Sorry, didn't see you there, else I'd have...

Yep, I could personally spend another few weeks going around touching fish and getting quest markers, but I'm good to move on!

I'm the sort of player where if there is a button that says do not touch, I'm gonna touch it :D

Through all the fights and adventures that Russet had been in, he had managed to keep his ears pristine, well apart from the sudden colour change. - A Harengon's ears are reflection of the hare. And while his may be a little droopy of late, his helm, skill and a bit of good luck had kept them...

Another round shirker, Russet thinks to himself. Oh well, worth the price of an ale to hear more about it. A Harengon's feet are rarely still, and quickly his stomping to keep warm becomes tapping along to the catchy tune. In this atmosphere his oath to quit the booze, like all the others, is...

Thoughts and prayers <3

@Steve Gorak sorry, I forgot Arik was with us in the kennels!

To Logrim: She needs to work on her excuses to get out of paying for a round! We'll have to hurry - its the Frostmaiden's hour. Mine's an ale, or a Fire Brandy if they got it. I'll get you a stool and you can tell me more about your beautiful construction. Ludo isn't it?

Russet shivers as we walk out into the biting air of the street. He turns to Corse and Logrim, stamping his feet as he walks to keep them warm. Scamming a sick kid with phoney medicine! Merchants make me sick..... Who's round is it anyway?

Russet bids the pair farewell and returns with the others to the tavern.

Tell you what, kid. You make sure those dogs are well fed and don't get any funny ideas about having Russet Stew, and I'll give you some pointers about how to use that thing. To Ava: We Harengon have a saying. It goes something like this... ahem... "If you're the sort to sell fake medicine to...

I will be shortly just after this interaction I think

Russet Ghostfur. If we're going by sled, I better get friendly with your ... handsome? ... hounds. He reaches in his pack and retrieves a ration, and nervously puts it down in front of the dogs, his blood beating loud in his ears. He smiles at the dogs and tried hard not to show fear. He...

@Quickleaf is there an alcoholic drink in universe sort of like Brandy, which is given to people recovering from hypothermia? Maybe quasi magical? I know brandy just makes hypothermia worse by reducing core temperature, but maybe there is a magic brandy thing. Just thinking of it for flavour...

I'd like to see you try a ocean's 11 level heist to steal that from in front of their faces!

Russet Ghostfur Dogs scared Russet on a primal level. No matter how many ambushes of dog sleds he could never shift the terror they inspired in him. On the trail, they could be vicious, but could be driven off with teamwork and planning, but here in their domain, he felt like pray. His fur...

T...tell him to stop looking at me like that! I'm n..n..not food!

Russet Ghostfur. Russet bids fairwell to the barman. He gazes over at the card game. His friend Jack looks confident as always, but Russet never could figure out his tells. That poor Mak guy looks totally out of his element, poor fellah. He greets and introduces himself to Aric and Corse...

I say we wrap up in the tavern (once that card game is finished) and ask some questions in town.