[AU] Butterfly Cage

"I think I'll join Grathis in getting the dirt of the travel off me."
Without waiting for a response, Galen heads out to do just that.
 

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Scinathar gets something to eat and drink in the inn first, very hungry form all of the walking. Not looking to worse for wear having remained out of hand to hand combat, it will later retire to a room to change out of it's travel clothing into something a bit more suitable. While eating, the mojh will remain quiet prefering a spot out of the way. Conscious of what the humans in the room might think, Scinathar makes sure it's cloak hood is pulled up and it's tail well hid.
 

Sanje nods. "Indeed." He quickly downs the cider Connor purchased, then says to Connor, "Let's get cleaned up and come back with the others." He thanks the innkeeper and heads out the door toward the bathhouse.
 

*The spryte looks up wearily at Grathis and her eyes widen.*

"No more than you. Was it from a rocks falling on you or you falling on rocks? Those seem to be the two prevailing causes of, ow! that hurts numbskull! injury around here," she says as the faen babbles apologies for tightening her bandage too much.

"Falling on rocks, that's my excuse. Saw gods-know-what in the cavern I was trying to scout, ran out, and fell down half the mountain it seems," the human man says, getting a cloth to clean his injuries.

*When the others start to trickle into the bathhouse, they catch the tail end of the man's explanation as to how he go hurt. Buckets of soft soap stand around the large troughs of water. Few actually bother to soak, instead grabbing clothes and soap and just scrubbing themselves down, using other buckets to sluice off, the slatted floor carrying away the waste water and grime.*
 

Galen throws his garments away and starts by dumping cold water on himself. He then starts scrubbing the dirt off more meticulously. While he knew the rune chant for cleansing, he enjoyed washing himself with cold water, the feeling invigorating.
 

Grathis nods in understanding. "Yeah, I hear you about the problems with rocks," he says. "I think most of ours were of the falling onto us variety."

Grathis decides not to mention the rest of their encounters, and hopes that no one recognizes the worst of his injuries as being a large bite.

He notes Galen's arrival. "The bath is almost worth half our pay," he says with a toothy grin.
 


Connor - Initiative: +2; AC: 13; HP: 9/11 (2 subdual); Wpn: Staff +1, 1d6-1 20(x2)

Sanje said:
"Let's get cleaned up and come back with the others." He thanks the innkeeper and heads out the door toward the bathhouse.

"I'll be there, right after," Connor replied. He took his time with his cider, occasionally keeping an eye on Lornae. He glanced around the room as he drank - a comfortable bed was what Connor wanted this day, not really a bath. He was certain he probably needed a bath however.

If he could catch her attention, Connor motioned to Lornae to speak with her. He wasn't certain if she had coin for the inn or a meal and asked as such, offering a few of the meager coins of his that remained to her if she didn't. He then informed her that he was going to get a bath and return shortly thereafter.
 

"What side of the mountain were you on? I was on the eastern side, and it's mostly falling on rocks over there. There seems to be more rocks falling on people on the west side, or rather rocks falling where they shouldn't have need to," the human says as he gingerly washes himself.

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*Connor is able to get Lornae's attention, and asks her about money for lodging.*

"I have money, I have coins, and Oo! Perfume too," she says, holding up a fairly hefty pink leather belt pouch. It looks like it was sized for a much larger creature; she must have been carrying it in her backpack. "I'm still clean, so I won't get wet. You go get wet, I'll get foody, doody, woody, woo!" she says the last in a sing-song as she flitters off to the bar.
 

Connor - Initiative: +2; AC: 13; HP: 9/11 (2 subdual); Wpn: Staff +1, 1d6-1 20(x2)

*Connor smiled, satisfied that Lornae could handle herself and she had the funds to do so . . . but a little worried, something he couldn't put his finger on. He briefly considered heading up to speak with Javdak immediately, then decided to head to the bath area to get cleaned up. He couldn't have his first official-like meeting looking like a faun left in the wild for several days.*
 

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