The Drow War Book One - Chillhame

[Festy_Dog]

Mzarem promptly lies himself down next to the fire, desiring only rest and warmth so that he could recuperate. Saxon does pretty much the same thing as he finds a seat at the table next to the fire. The sudden change in air temperature doesn't agree with his lungs however, and he has a brief coughing fit. He looks at his injured shoulder for a moment and decides it can be put aside for a while, then beckons to Laurel.

"Want me to see what I can do about your leg?" Saxon asks Laurel, wondering if she'd prefer another elf to attend to her injuries.

 

[Ranger Rick]

Dolan shakes like a dog at the doorway, than meekly goes and sits at the table. "Penny ale", he answers when asked what he would like to drink.

 

[Evil Ujio]

Dolan shakes like a dog at the doorway, than meekly goes and sits at the table. "Penny ale", he answers when asked what he would like to drink.

“Penny ale it is, sir,” the barmaid replies to Dolan then looks to the elves, “never had your folk in here before, what do you elves be drinking?" She places her hand on her meaty hip and waits for an answer, honest curiosity on her face.

Both Dolan and Saxon notice something odd…

Saxon
[sblock]Saxon can see that a man at a table across the inn has been keeping a more then discerning eye on the party since they entered. Although many are gawking there seems to be something more, but perhaps it is just the tension in the air…[/sblock]

Dolan
[sblock]Dolan can see a man sitting at a table with three other men, of the four he seems to be what one could call a ring leader. Dolan has seen this type of man before, a thug, although a thug with a smile, a thug none the less. He seems to be in conversation with his comrades, and Dolan’s sharp eyes pick out the tell-tale signs of weapons on these men.

For a brief moment Dolan locks eyes with the stranger and then he turns away to discuss with his cronies…[/sblock]

 

[Thanee]

Kyalia

“Wine or Water for me, if you would be so kind,” Kyalia answers after taking a seat herself, still busy with wringing her clothing, to get the wetness out of it at least somewhat.

 

[Evil Ujio]

“Wine or Water for me, if you would be so kind,” Kyalia answers after taking a seat herself, still busy with wringing her clothing, to get the wetness out of it at least somewhat.

The barmaid nods, “Alright a penny ale for you lass,” she turns to the other elves, “any of you hungry? We got some lamb cooking on the fire, and thick bread with some potatoes. Could help you warm up after being in that rain.”

 

[Ranger Rick]

"I would enjoy roast lamb. The bread and potatoes sound like a wonderful suggestion, I would inded like some food."

Dolan nonchantly but intensly surveys the room & people to see how everyone is equipped.

OOC: [sblock]Before I quietly mention to my close comrades the description of the thug & weapons. How common are having weapons in a inn? When I lock eyes, I smile.[/sblock]

 

[Voadam]

Enthalus flashes a charming smile at the brown haired bar maid "Some lamb sounds pleasant my dear. We are new in town and I heard there is a Pelorian church here. I thought I might stop in to pay my respects. Could you tell this stranger a little about the village and its church? Any interesting news to pass on?"

 

[Thanee]

Kyalia

“Penny ale will do fine, thanks. And lamb for me, too.”

Why does she even ask... Kyalia thinks to herself.

 

[Festy_Dog]

“any of you hungry? We got some lamb cooking on the fire, and thick bread with some potatoes. Could help you warm up after being in that rain.”

"I'll have some of that, and some raw meat for the wolf. A hot drink if you have anything, too," Saxon requests.

He decides to wait until the waitress has taken her leave before pointing out any problems to the others.

 

[Ranger Rick]

....He decides to wait until the waitress has taken her leave before pointing out any problems to the others.

OOC: I will also add in my observations on top of his.