leyli rolls her eyes.
"That was terrible."
Lem's eyes go wide for a moment, and then he bursts out into a silent laughter, banging his hand on the table before promptly falling off his stool.
He wipes his eyes on his robe as he drags himself to his feet and catches his breath, coughing slightly.
"See he thought it was funny"
she looks at him funny.
"Are you choking or something? Cause there is no way that was funny."
Lem dusts himself off and manages to compose himself enough to shrug apologetically at Leyli.
"He was laughing, I can be funny"
"Maybe he was considering your parents playing 'Roll Baby Down the Stairs' when you were a child... sorry, what were we talking about?"
"Uh... I don't think that's it" he looks rather disturbed for the first time in the conversation
Roy has been getting a small cask of beer for home.
"I'm ready."
Ox Rolls his eyes at the joke and goes to help his friend off the ground.
Lem let his large friend right him and patted his arm with a appreciation.
The halfling cheerily motions to the door and heads in that direction after retrieving his walking stick and brushing off his buckler.
leyli heads out, leading off to the inn.
Cliff gets up and follows her out the door.
Soroden follows, muttering under his breath to himself.
Roy follows with his new acquisition on a strap on his side.
"Alright. I think that's everyone... Right?"
she looks around, feeling someone is missing.
Mordecae runs across the room, realizing that his new companions are going to leave without him.
We goin' or not?
"Yeah, let's go. I knew i was missing someone..."
Leyli leads you along the safest path in town, through a market.
Leyli takes you to an inn called "the bountiful harvest". When she enters, she receives quite the warm welcome.
"Mordecae? Could you stay outside for a minute? I'm going to make sure they know you aren't a demon."
Cliff nods "a superstitious bunch, it's for the best they get some warning"
Roy stays outside with Mordecae on his shoulder.
Nothing in the market place catches his eye unless labeled "lucky" or "charm".
Ah yes, a common misconception.
Lem stays with Mordecae and offers him his hand, smiling.
Mordecae cautiously climbs of of Roys shoulder and takes the halfling's hand.
Soroden follows Leyli into the inn, trying to note the details of the place as he follows her.
Ox stays with Lem outside.
the noise inside stirs up.
Lem glances toward the entryway appraisingly
it quiets down for a moment, then ceramic can be heard shattering.
Ox peers in the window to see what's ging on inside.
Leyli is helping someone pick up a mess of ceramic from the floor. Her leg has a little scratch, but nothing much.
[i] Leyli talks to several people, and goes and pays the bartender for something or other, giving him about 2 gp (a lot to spend at a bar.). She speaks with him for a minute.
Leyli walks back out.
"You're all paid for, food and all. Have fun!"
she looks to morcade.
"Other then hiding your face, is there any reason for wearing that mask?"
[b]Yes.]/b]
You can tell he is not willing to discuss it.
"Alright then. I was hoping not, but whatever. They'd probobly worry less if it didn't seem like you were trying to hide your face from then. Nonetheless, you should be fine, if they are a little hostile to you."
Soroden goes to his room. Once inside, he takes off his cloak and unties his grandfather's sword Forest-tooth from his back and lays it reverently upon the bed, then unpacks his gear and starts to prepare an alchemical agent that will enhance his physical strengh.
"I guess I could stay here for a night. I got ta get ta work in tha mornin and this place here is a bit closer ta the farm."
He walks into the bar.
Lem walks over to the bar and attempts to procure housing for himself and Ox.
your lodging for the day seems to already have been paid, along with dinner here.
Lem looks around for Leyli and walks over to her, offering her his hand when she's not busy.
she takes your hand, and "listens"
Finishing his primary alchemical concoction, Soroden goes on to the preparation of the vials of chemical base that, when his mystical energy is infused into them, become spell-like mystical draughts that can provide him with a number of abilities.