[SBLOCK=Worthley and Dichotomy]
"Tato, Nav, Papin, Tacho, Jonr, Mov, Mora all left for dead. All one! All gone! Fix it! The bird pecks at Breth's head as it recites names and then a couple more times for good measure.
"Ow! Ow! Easy Shavora, I'm trying! Trenton, allow me to introduce Shavora. I believe she was once Nav's familiar, I also believe that she is the reason why I came to this town and why I've been tied in with your affairs. Breth sighs heavily, "I did not mean to tear open such fresh wounds, but I didn't appreciate the attitude the dwarf was giving me after all I was doing was trying to help. I suppose I did present quite the sketchy character though.
Shavora pecks at Breth once more. "Blast it! I'm getting there!
Now what was this swarm of spiders? How did you try to fight it? What did and didn't work? If we are going to avenge Nav, I'll have to know how I can help. That's all I can offer you Trenton, revenge. That, and maybe helping to finish what you set forth to do in the first place. Drowning your pain won't solve any of your nightmares, but it will dull the pain of the rest of your wounds. C'mon, first rounds are on me.
Shavora resumes her perch in the eaves. [/SBLOCK]
Breth walks back into the Feral Dog to find an open table ignoring the dwarf if he is still there.