Cleverusername
First Post
Alkas takes one last look at the busy tavern, nodding to Rocco, a fellow dwarf, before following the strange group of piskies and grigs out of the tavern.
"It looks like I must go. It has been a pleasure meeting you all." He takes Mab's Hand and kisses it lightly, "Especially you, madam." With that he runs off to join his fellows.
"Auntiemab, did you see?" he whispers with an edge of worry. "Another man dragged out of the tavern. And by a portal. Are we certain we stopped the bazzlebaums? Could one still be stalking the city?"
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"Dont worry, friend, they are just traveling far. I've never seen another wilden outside of our tribe. Are you from Kythira too? If not, where are you from?"
Nementah approaches the druid, showing her tribal markings of a healer.
"My name is Nementah. It is good idea to hide when monsters come, but unfortunately, my tribe is besieged by too smart opponents for such hiding to be effective."
she shows black scars along her arm looking like something withered her vibrant leaves
"I am hoping to find enough powerful friends or mercenaries to help fight off increasing attack of mutated animals and plants or find a source of it all. Did your tribe experience persistent attacks of abnormal flora and fauna? Or is your hiding so supreme they cannot find you, like we didn't?"
OOC: Sound of Stone, my Level 3 thri kreen monk is here too.
The thri-kreen realizes that he has not introduced himself to the newer patrons. "My name is Sound of Stone. I hunt for my lost clutchmates."