Crispin smiles when he hears Sylvia will be coming with them.
Crisping does his best to tell Sylvia Stories of the past year but not that he runs out but he keeps thinking of the loss of the past year.
When Crispin hear the call that another ship is approaching and he should be ready just incase there is combat, he puts on his mithral shirt and draws his blades. He is almost excited to be in a fight.
Crispin blushes a bit, and smiles at her before she goes. He watches her leave the room, then says "This place seems to be shaping up, seems to be a nice place, compared to what it was when we found it." Crispin wonders how they knew we were coming.
Crispin brings back a platter of food and retakes his seat as Morbak asks his question thinking how to properly answer, then just comes out with it. "It did not go as well as I had hoped." he caresses the dagger his former Mistress gave him "I had to attend a funeral."
"No it is not, would you care to join us." he looks down at his empty cup "We just talking about the lottery from last year and what they might have in store for us this time." Hoping to change the subject from the subject of vermin.
Taking a swig himself, he looks up at the half-Orc, "Vermin comes in many sizes and shapes sir, I know I had to deal with a one of the human variety while we were apart." he pauses "What type of Vermin are you looking for.
Crispin smiles as Morbak joins him it feels good to see those he knew they are the closest thing to family he has now.
"Good to see you." Crispin stands on his chair to be eye level with Morbak and extends his hand "I hope the time has treated you well."
Crispin saw the pain of rememberance cross his face he kne the memory that as there the time of the spiders when Crispin the rest had failed.
shaking off that memory "Yes sir I was, I am a bit excited to see what they have in store for us this time, come join me for a drink."
Crispin helps himself to the refreshments noting the food is quite a bit better than the the last time he was here. He finds a chair that allows him to view the entire room without being obvious. He looks around the room seeing who he might know. Zhiyo is here but none of the others he was hopping Twitchy might have been invited and all of the others. Until he gets a handle on what is happening he observes the others waiting to see the talent that shows up.
Crispin glad he got out of the cave before being overrun with spiders readies himself to help with the pirates heading next to Morback attacking the pirate. would Crispin be able to get the flank with Morbak
Attack 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (20) + 4 = 24
Damage 1d3 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5
Crit Confirm 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (7) + 4 = 11
Crit Damage 1d3 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4
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Crispin looks up from his spot where he was "checking the shoes" of one of the halfling waitress's wondering where his group went to. He makes a quick inquiry from Big Mama where his friends went, and with a stern look and short lecture about "checking the Shoes" of her Wait staff sends him on his way.
Crispin runs as fast as he can to find his companions, running west he catches a glimpse of Ha'el heading into a small cave. He continues inside coming across the fight with the pirates. catching his breath "Sorry I am late to the party I was checking out some shoes, but I am just in time for some dancing."
Crispin flips his wrists making his putting his blades in his hands finding the nearest unoccupied dance partner he attacks.
Attack 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (14) + 4 = 18
Damage 1d3 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3
attack 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 2 = 20
damage 1d3 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4
looking up at his pirate "See what a good dancer I am."
Crispin sneaks around to the barmaid "are you all right my lady, did that brute heart you" Crispin shoots a dirty look towards the farmer flexing his wrist wondering if he needs to draw steel to take the farmers manhood, having seen this behavior back home that is the only way to stop it sometimes.
Looking from the barmaid to Morbak and then to Ha'el. "Well back where I come from certain type of Dragons play tricks on humans and the like, and that is one their common games, kind of like a chase." Crispin notices another halfling barmaid walk by then gets back to his story. "You could say a cat and mouse game to scare travelers on the go. He looks at the meat in the center of the table, cutting himself a slice.