The Lamentation of Lolth - Chapter I

As people enter, Chastity pauses in her meal to glance at the door, detects evil, and nods to each if they notice her looking.
 

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Drogo

Drogo smiles at Nathan. "Greetings. I'm looking for a room tonight. I do have an unusual request perhaps. I have a big dog who I'd like to stay with me. I assure you he is assiduously trained & completely housebroken."

Drogo smiles at Meekus, thinking him a rock gnome or halfling. "Perhaps you'd' care to share a room? I am looking to conserve my resources. You like dogs, don't you. My dog is very well behaved."

To Chastity: "As to what brings me here. I am a druid, and have been called on a quest. Perhaps you'd understand that. Although I don't really know what it is myself."
 
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Nathan considers Drogo's request for a moment. "Well since ye are a Druid, I'll take ye word for it master Halfling. But be warned, any messes your friend be makin', is your responsibility to clean up."

Chastity does not detect the presence of evil.

The people that notice Mosslime's entrance do stare uneasily for a few moments, before most of them go back to their business. The man in the corner's gaze falls on the Saurial and as most of the other patrons, stays transfixed on him for awhile. He looks to be judging the strange creature's intent on entering the establishment. He also seems ready to go for his axe at any moment, but he stays silent, watching.

Wizzop fails to answer Calenthang as his attention is diverted to Mosslime's entrance.
 

Drogo

"Thanks, Nathan. You won't have any problems." He then turns to stare at the Saurial. He wrinkles his nose. "What is that thing."

He also studies the noises in Meekus' robes. Can he determine what sort of animal might make those sounds? (knowledge Nature +4?)
 

Mosslime: Finhead Saurial/Male

Mosslime after taking the scene finally realizes that he’s out ran his translator and as he turns to look out the door to look for him his tail swing wilding about nearly missing patrons and decorations alike. Feeling stupid he turns back to the steering eyes of everyone only to realize that with the solid ground there is no way to write upon it with his stick.

With that He’ll brings his hand to his mouth and tilt his head up, and then he will rub his stomach in a circler motion with his other hand in an attempt to make them realize he wants something to drink and eat. From there he will nod or shake his head for the appropriate response to their attention.

OOC: He wants water and something to eat without meat, but will settle for something close.
 

Chastity nods. "I do understand quests. Should you need a blade by your side, I am currently free." She smiles. "It would be a pleasure to have traveling companions."

As Mosslime enters, Chastity studies the creature for a moment, then goes back to her meal. As the room stays quiet and the newcomer does not come much closer into the room, she sits up and watches the interactions.
 

Drogo realizes, quite easily, that the squeaking sounds emanating from Meekis' cloak can only be a bat.

Nathan stares at Mosslime dumbly for a few moments before retaining his composure. Trying his best to be polite since he's never met such a creature before, he holds his tongue and just tries to interpret what the creature before him is asking for. I sure hope he wants something to eat other than me! he wonders to himself. Not sure what this particular being might like to eat, he goes to gather up a few different things, bread, various vegetables, some meat, and simply a pitcher of water with a mug, and gingerly places them on the bar in front of Mosslime. "Um.. that'll be five silver and a copper... that is, if you understand me, and the concept of currency," he says nervously.
 

Drogo

"Ah, well done, Nathan." mummers Drogo quietly. Then to Meekus confidentially, "No worries about the bat, either, buddy. My dog & I like bats. I can probably russell up some nice bugs, too."

To Chasity: "Oh, thanks so much. I would love to have you along. The only thing is...er... that I, uh, don't actually know what it is I'm supposed to be doing. I think it may find me. Meanwhile, perhaps I could accompany you. My weapons are nothing compared to yours, but I'm pretty handy with a sling, I have a wonderful dog, and my druidic training enables me to do some other useful tricks."
 

Mosslime: Finhead Saurial/Male

Mosslime nods his head in understanding as he moves up to the bar and points at the various items that he wants and then claps his hands flatly together while placing them up to next to his head in the hopes of mimicking someone asleep.
 

Meekis Mushroom-hunter, svirfneblin (deep gnome) wizard

*Meekus looks over at Drogo and starts a bit. He didn't expect such a friendly overture, but someone that cares for animals and bats is much less likely to be an unfriendly sort.*

"Ah... yes. That would be fine, sharing a room. I don't mind dogs, but I'm glad you like bats," he says a bit quietly, and opens his cloak a bit. Softsqueek pokes her head out, look at Drogo, squeeks, and goes back in her pocket. "She likes fresh bugs."

*Meekis regards the saurial with some fascination, and finally grins. A person who understands the economy of words! And here he thought he was the only one who was forced to talk when it was truly unnecessary. Tentatively he gives a brief wave, still aware that the saurial is a bit big."
 

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