After having some food, drink and some small talk the nobleman looks to you all "Well, whenever you catch up with your friend, perhaps you can relay our discussion. First off, I must thank you all again for the aid. My name is Aldern Foxglove, I came to Sandpoint for the festival, but I come from Magnimar. Of course, if any of you are ever in Magnimar, I would be glad to have you visit. Before, anything else, I did promise you a reward." He pulls out a coin purse and lays it on the table. "For your services. Be sure your friend gets his share as well." Inside is 250 gold, or a 50 gold split between the five of you.
He smiles before continuing "Now, before I return to Magnimar, I was planning to go on a boar hunt in the local wilds. I think it would be grand if such heroes would come along for the hunt as well. I know, you may have some pressing matters to attend over the next few days with everything that has happened in town tonight, but I wasn't planning the hunt until this Fireday. So, perhaps you all will be able to come along?"
Adarion smiles as the nobleman thumps the coin purse onto the table. "Quite generous of you Master Foxglove, it's much appreciated! My share should help greatly with funding my research. We will, of course, ensure that Cedric gets his share. His sharpshooting made a huge impact on us all surviving!"
He continues to listen as the nobleman mentions the boar hunt, rubbing his chin with interest. "Hmm... I can't speak for the others, of course, but I would be interested in accompanying you on this hunt. My people often went on similar hunts in the forests around Kyonin and it would be interesting to see the differences in how we hunt."
The gold upon the table made Krios's eyes widen in amazement; such a haul was no mere matter to the waiter who lived on a farm. Looking back at the nobleman, Krios bows his head in thanks before he murmurs out. "T-thank you, Master Foxglove. This is too much...but thank you." When the nobleman mentions the boar hunt afterwards, all Krios can think about is how much more gold they could end up with. He could buy his father more plots of land, hiring workers to help his father work the land even more so. He could go to Magnimar's schools and learn a proper education, make something more of himself even.
"I've never gone hunting for boar before, Master Foxglove, but I'll help in any way I can. Thank you." Krios would sip at the strong cup of alcohol and peek up to see Noro giving him a look. A shy smile comes back from the elf before he looks back down into his cup, the smile only growing bigger. "A boar hunt! Father always said I'd live to see interesting times."
Nyx, smiling slyly for a reason not readily apparent, says, "Pleasure to make your acquaintance, Aldern Foxglove. Nyx Xyn of Quantium. A boar hunt, you say? That could be amusing. Count me in."
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Noro actually stops drinking long enough to eye the coin purse. gold coin is not a common thing for her. silver now and then, and copper even more common, but gold, that was a rare sight indeed. At least in this quantity.
she glance to Amieko, looks like I can pay down that tab. she says.
at the offer of a boar hunt, sounds ok, I guess. don't get invited to much of anything unless there was some ulterior motive involved. If anything, gets me out of town for a bit.[/b] Noro seems indifferent about the hunt, not so much as not being interested but rather like she does not get invited to such things.
The man claps with excitement "Wonderful! I am glad you will all join me then. As I mentioned, I will be starting the hunt on Fireday, so three days from now. We can meet here at the inn early in the morning, say seven?"
He looks to you all with a smile "It will be a wonderful adventure. Until then, I am going to get some rest. I am exhausted from the day, so I can only imagine how the rest of you might feel. I am off to bed, if you should need me in the days to come, I will be here." He stands and does a slight bow to you all before walking over to Ameiko to speak with her a moment, then heading upstairs to his room.
It is getting late in the evening and the tavern is starting to empty out as people head home or to their rooms. Ameiko comes over after a bit "Do you all need anything else? Going to be closing things down in a bit." She looks to Noro and grins "Also, your new friend is covering your tab, so no worries there." Then back to the group as a whole she continues "I know it's not much, but I can offer you all a room, free of charge for the next week, in appreciation for what you did today."
Adarion smiles back at the excitable noble saying, "That suits me Master Foxglove. I'll probably see you before then anyway as I'm staying at the inn too, but I'll be sure to here at that time." Adarion gives a quick wave to the noble as he departs and then takes another sip of his wine, sighing with contentment.
Having heard Ameiko's reward for helping the town Adarion smiles again. "Well it certainly means a lot to me Miss Kaijitsu, I was planning on staying here anyway, so this is a great reward in my eyes!"
Adarion finishes his glass of wine in one long gulp and turns to the rest of the group. "I think I'm going to follow Master Foxglove's example and get some rest. It's been a long and exciting day and I'd be lying if I said it didn't tire me. I'll probably be here at the inn if anybody needs me and I'll let Miss Kaijitsu know where I'm going if I do leave the inn." With that Adarion gets up and walks tiredly towards his room, giving the rest of the group a wave goodbye as he goes.
Krios nodded softly, a smile on his face since the man's excitement seemed contagious to a degree. They would have three days to pack and prepare, take care of any other business within the town. "Thank you, Master Foxglove. We will see you at seven then, not a moment later." The nobleman departs and Krios lets out a breath. Not really of relief or exhaustion, just a breath as the tension leaves him. "Never talked to nobility before. Never hunted a boar either..."
He shares drinks with the others, reflecting on the events of today. Never had he ever had to fight for his life. Even now, the elf's hand shakes here and there when he isn't keeping his mind preoccupied. "Look at the others Krios, they're calm and resolute. Adarion had to have fought dozens of terrible beasts by now, you got to be more like him! Or Noro, she was breaking skulls left and right." The woman would finish her drink and call for another one, meaning that Krios had officially lost track of how many she had. "Okay, maybe not -exactly- like her. Just relax." Ameiko comes up and he nearly jumps when she speaks, so lost in his mindset.
"No, no, I think I'm fine Ameiko, I should be fine. Thank you though." She offers them all rooms here at the tavern for free for the next week and Krios mulls over the benefits for just a moment. "I...I guess it'll make sure I'm not late for work tomorrow. Yeah, I'll take a room. Thank you Ameiko." He had almost blacked out today, he nearly died even. It was that thought that made him call out to her again. "Hey, Ameiko?" When she turned and faced him, he felt all that bravado go running out of him and the words were then caught on his tongue. "I...I'm glad you're okay." Inside, he mentally cursed himself for sounding so damn stupid.
Finishing his glass quickly, the elf would murmur softly to them all. "Yeah. Sleep sounds good." It'll be the closest he could get to dying of embarrassment. Rising from his seat, he bids each of them a good night and makes his way into his own room. Despite the thousand thoughts running through his head all at once, he is almost immediately in a trance as soon as he settles onto the bed.
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Noro stays a bit longer, drinking her fill, but not enough to pass out. after everyone filters off to bed, Noro trails behind, staggering a little as she goes up the stairs.
she stops off at Krios' door knocking, Hey Krios, you awake? she tries to quiet, well a drunks quiet of course.
she tries the door to see if it is open. K-man, you there?
There was a knock on his door and Krios's eyes opened. Curse his sensitive ears, it was quite difficult for him not to hear the drunken slur of Noro at the door. Rising up and moving to it, she would hear the door's lock get undone before Krios opened the door.
"Noro? I-is something wrong?" He asked softly, looking up and down the hallway. They hadn't really spoken when they were younger or as they grew up together so the woman's knocking certainly had his interest piqued.
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Noro staggers in, closing the door behind her. Hey Krios, K-man, you like that? K-man, sounds cool. she rambles a bit before getting to the point.
I saw you downstairs earlier, ya know, looking at me, I thought, maybe you wanted, oh i don't know, maybe... she a swaying back and forth as she talks but stop and moves toward the bed.
taking a seat on the bed, she pats her hand on the bed next to her, you kinda cute, for an elf an all... but before she can finish, her head plops down on the pillow.
The large and powerful woman staggers into his room, closing the door behind her. She swayed with every step and Krios let out a soft sigh. When she mentioned him staring at her downstairs though, a look of confusion would begin to cross his face.
"I prefer Krios. It is the name my mother gave me." He murmured, reaching up and idly touching at the locket upon his neck. She sat on his bed and murmured that he was kind of cute and it all came rushing together quickly for him. "Oh...oh! Oh no, it isn't..." Her head plopped down on the pillow and he watched her like one would watch a snake in the grass, albeit a drunken snake.
Shaking his head, he'd move over to her and quietly and calmly take off the most obtrusive of weapons and armor from her form, trying to make it easier for the woman to sleep. "You sleep now, Noro, you earned it." He'd pull the covers up and over her shoulders, tucking her in before letting out another sigh.
Settling in the chair across from the bed, he'd curl up on it and wait for sleep to take him. At least he'd have the rest of this week to enjoy the comfortable beds.
Morning comes earlier than it seems it should. As the sun breaks over the bay and the cool sea mist washes in from the harbor, it's almost hard to remember there was a massive goblin attack on the town yesterday. While there is noise of people starting their day outside, it is much quieter than usual, likely from residents still seeking shelter from the events of yesterday.
Luckily though, it doesn't appear anything happened overnight while you rested. You can smell the delicious cuisine wafting into your room from downstairs. It's a new day in Sandpoint.
Adarion rises relatively early and heads down to the bar of the inn, stomach rumbling, where he spots Ameiko behind the bar. He takes a seat and asks, "Hey Ameiko, could I have one of your breakfast specials, please? I'm famished!" While he's waiting for his meal to arrive he questions her about yesterday's attack when she isn't busy with other customers. "Did you hear of any more news about the goblin attack? How is the cleanup going? Anywhere where I might be able to apply my magic to help?"
When his breakfast arrives, he tucks in with a sigh of satisfaction. "Could I get a pot of tea with this as well Ameiko, Elven if you have it. Thanks!"
Krios was curled up in the chair nearby a desk, eyes closed and his armed wrapped around his tucked in legs. It wasn't the first time that he slept in such an uncomfortable manner, he had a tendency of squeezing into tiny places to get away when his mother was killed. Slowly he stirs as the woman's noises wakes him up, his eyes opening softly to look at her. Seeing that she was alright and not vomiting all over the place, his legs would stretch out before he stood.
"Too much." Krios said rather bluntly, looking at her as she tried to pick the scene apart. She was dressed in exactly what she was wearing yesterday, though she was pleasantly tucked into the bed. Krios actually scoffed, a strange noise coming from the elf as he shook his head. "You mean? Us? Ha!" Shaking his head, Krios would move to the door irritatedly opening it up. Looking back at her, he'd look down his nose at the barbarian with a narrow glare. "You're not anywhere near good enough to sleep with me. Good morning to you too, Noro." Without another word, he'd close the door behind him and make his way out to the common room.
It seemed Adarion was also awake and despite Krios's initially foul mood, a soft smile did come to his face. "Good morning, Adarion. I hope you slept well." The smell of food was divine and as another waiter came by, Krios politely asked for a plate of whatever they were cooking back there.
Krios's eyes would turn back to Adarion and for a few moment, he'd just end up staring at the man. It was only when he realized he was doing such a thing that he'd break out of his reverie, running a hand through his blonde hair. "I-I'm sorry for staring. Just...you're the most elven elf that I have ever met." After saying that, Krios almost immediately cringed and stammered again. "I...I-I mean that in a good way! I was wondering if...you could tell me about where you came from some? My mother passed away when I was very young and my father is a half-elf, he didn't get raised by his elven side. I don't know much about who you...we...are." As he spoke, his voice got quieter and more reserved. He couldn't keep staring at the noble man, his eyes drawing downwards onto the well-worn table.
"Good morning Krios. Some tea?", Adarion says, pointing to a pot near him. "It's Elven." He smiles at Krios then says, "I slept fairly well apart from one point, early in the night, when there was some loud banging on the door of the room next to mine. Then, someone inside, who sounded pretty drunk by the way, was offering, fairly loudly, to have some fun, if you know what I mean, with someone else inside. The strangest thing though, was that it sounded remarkably like that lady who helped us fight off the goblins yesterday. You know, the one that punched that goblins head off!", he says winking at Krios playfully.
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Adarion laughs, good-naturedly, when Krios mentions how "elven" he is. His laugh is cut off though when Krios mentioned his mother's passing. "Apologies, it is difficult when a loved one passes. Amongst us elves, it does not happen as often as with the other races of Golarion, because we are so long-lived. In a way, it makes it more difficult when it does happen."
The forlorn do indeed have a tough existence outside of elvish society, he thinks sadly to himself.
He smiles weakly at Krios saying, "Of course! I'd be happy to explain a little about our culture!" He then explains a little about the importance most elves feel about skill at archery, the type of foods they usually eat, social customs and other bits and pieces of information about the way of life for most elves from Kyonin.
Marvin sleeps restlessly, and he is glad to hear the sounds of breakfast as an excuse to get moving. He wanders downstairs with bleary eyes and ruffled feathers, quickly approaching the bar for a plate of food. Then he hears the elves next to him mention fighting off goblins, and his gaze sharpens with interest. Marvin shoots quick glances their way over the next several minutes, as they chat about elven culture and he makes his way through a tasty meal.
Finally, as they reach a lull in their conversation, Marvin chirps up. "Pardon!" The tengu speaks in sharp bursts, as though he can't wait to finish a thought before starting to voice it. "Was it you lot? That the Foxglove fellow was going on about. Saved half the town from goblins, or somesuch?"
Krios had settled into his seat but as Adarion began to mention what he had heard the night before. A terrible blush began to spread across the forlorn's face and he'd bury his head down lower and lower, like a scolded dog would almost. "N-nothing happened. She was foolish and drunk. She slept in my bed and I slept in the chair." Krios mumbled off, stabbing his fork at his food when it finally arrived. He made no other comment about it and his consternation at all made it clear that it wasn't something he wanted to talk about.
"Yeah, she was amazing. She...she was taken during the Late Unpleasantness." He would reach to his neck, opening it up and pulling out a small, silver locket. Within it was the painting of a beautiful elven maiden, her hair a beautiful gold dressed in the beautiful colors of the Varisian people. There was also a small lock of hair, that same golden color. "This is all I have of her, that and some rough memories. She was kind, very kind." He grows quite sullen for a moment, almost completely lost in thought until the stories of Adarion's home of Kyonin.
The sorrow in Krios's eyes almost changes to a childlike wonder as he listens, completely enraptured. Every little detail is questioned and despite his unfamiliarity with Elven culture, he seems to grasp the more logical parts of it quite quickly. "It sounds amazing..." Krios says with a sigh, almost dreaming of this strange place in the day. "...I wish I could go there one day." He didn't even know where it laid, only that it was far away from the place he had always known as home.
Before he could ask anymore questions, the elf's eyes flicker up to the strange sound of feathers of unimaginable size fluttering. Marvin makes his way down the staircase and Krios unconsciously watches him as he listens in. Strangers were not uncommon now, especially due to the festival, but Krios was always attentive for any unusual change. With that space between their conversation, the Tengu would quickly speak up.
His voice was a burst of noise and would nearly startle Krios, unfamiliar with the strange bird-like race. He couldn't help but compare his mannerisms with that of the normal birds outside, marveling at the uniqueness of him. Krios almost misses the question he asks, about to talk about someone else when he realizes that those stories are about -them-. "Wait...we're...we're -heroes-?" It was like that realization had just dawned on Krios and he stammered on his words, nodding. "We only fought a small amount, I'm sure the sheriff and the militia did a lot more..." Krios would mutter shyly, looking over at Adarion. He'd go back to eating, hopefully deferring the conversation to the more experienced elf.
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Noro simply sat there on the bed for a while after Krios left.
she thought about things, the expected result. her usual stupidity. yeah, Noro, you expected him to actually like you? your just an outcast.
she goes to the wash basin, and looks in the mirror. she was ready to punch it but stopped before making contact.
she eventually grabs her stuff, what little there is, heads downstairs.
heading to the bar, she passes by and goes straight to the kitchen. giving Lou the money she got as a reward from foxglove, here, to cover my older tabs, plus interest.
She then goes to back through the common room, grabbing a quick bite as she goes through. heading toward the door. she seems to be avoiding eye contact with Krios. heading to the docks, lots of work to be done. she says to Amieko on the way.
Adarion studies the locket with interest when Krios shows him. "She is very beautiful, even for an elf! She does have a look of kindness, a beauty of the spirit to her as well, if you will. I can see much of her in you too. I'm sure she is proud of you for defending the people of the town from the goblins!"
Adarion smiles at Krios' reaction to Kyonin. "It is amazing in many ways. Magic is intrinsic to our society so it is fused with many aspects of our daily lives; beautiful buildings only possible with the aid of magic, magically infused food and drink and amazing music, dance and art, often incorporating magic in its make-up as well." Adarion smile brightens as he remembers the best parts of his home city. "But, like any society, it also has flaws. Things happen very slowly, even when haste is required, a side-effect of our long-lives I suspect. There is also a strong...resistance...to change, especially if it comes from outside elven influence. Even if the change is obviously beneficial, it will take years, sometimes decades, to convince people to change. This often causes the less fortunate to suffer needlessly. And, like any society, we have people who are good and bad." His smile dims as he explains the bad sides of his home.
He looks back at Krios, "I don't see why you can't go there. All of elven blood are welcome and we live long lives, you are sure to have an opportunity at some point. In fact, you could come back with me if you like. I have a few tasks to carry out in the area first, which will likely take me a few weeks or months, but you can accompany me afterwards if you like", Adarion says with a shrug. A little while after he finishes, the feathered creature seated near to them asks them a question.
Adarion looks over at the creature with interest. "Like Krios here says, we only fought a few. We certainly didn't save half the town", he says with a chuckle. "We did happen to save Master Foxglove from an unfortunate situation though, I suspect that's where his half the town comes from", he says with another chuckle. "Forgive me for my curiosity, but are you perhaps a Tengu? I have heard of them, but have never actually seen one before. I'm Adarion by the way and this is Krios", he says pointing at the elf beside him.
"Marvin. Salutations." He offers a quick handshake, then bobs his head in response to Adarion's question. "Yes, a tengu. Not from around these parts, see. Long ways off." He shifts uncomfortably for a moment. "Anyway, goblins. Dreadful business. Just glad we've got folks like you to help keep things safe." He perks up with curiosity. "Say, are you heading on that boar hunt? I heard you'd been invited as well."
As Noro heads for the door and is about to reach for the handle to leave, a surly, middle-aged man slams the tavern’s door open, almost hitting Noro, and bellows out a sharp-tongued command in a strange language. "내 딸 어딨어?"
The other patrons of the bar, seem to recognize him and grow very quiet and interested in their meals, an almost eerie quite falls over the establishment. Lou rushes back into the kitchen while the man scans the room as if looking for someone.
At the mention of going with Adarion to Kyonin, Krios's eyes opened wider in hope before he shook his head. "I...I don't think so. My father needs help at the farm and I'm the best waiter they have here, whether Ameiko wants to admit it or not." Yet the idea was so fascinating, a chance to learn about who he was and what lessons his mother could've taught him. Noro nearly made it out of the tavern unnoticed by Krios's crafty eyes picked up on the woman's movements. There was no harsh glare, more of a sad look as he recognized exactly what kind of movements that she was doing.
"She must be terribly embarrassed. I was too harsh, I should apologize later." Krios thought to himself, looking back over at Marvin for a moment.
"Yes, we've been invited to join Master Foxglove. I've never been on such a hunt before." Krios murmured, both nervous and excited for the chance to go out on such an event. He heard rumors about it but he never imagined how it would go. Boars were dangerous, after all. "May I ask how you know Master Foxglove?"
It was just at that moment that the door to the tavern would slam open, revealing the surly and irritated man at the front. He shouted in his native tongue and Krios would almost seem to slink downwards now. "By the gods, what does Master Kaijitsu want now..." Lou ran into the back quickly and Krios would rise from his seat, approaching the angry man with a curteous bow.
"It has been some time since we last saw you, Master Kaijitsu. What brings you down to the Rusty Dragon today?" Krios had some idea, angry fathers would only burst into their daughter's establishment for a handful of reasons. "May I get you a table and some water before you order anything?" Krios was ever so courteous, despite being dressed for the worst of encounters. He wasn't sure if more goblins were going to show themselves today.
Adarion looks over at Marvin and responds with a smile, "Indeed we are." He listens intently after Krios asks his question, jumping a little with fright from the unexpected bang of the door and loud shout afterwards.
Adarion, having only recently arrived in the town had no idea who this angry, shouting man was... until Krios mentioned Master Kaijitsu. Hmm... perhaps some relative of Ameiko?
Unsure as to exactly who the man was and what he wanted, he decided to wait and see how he reacted to Krios' actions before doing anything.
Nyx, who up until that point had been apparently casting spells at his breakfast, seemingly oblivious to anything else going on in the dining room, jumps up with a start and his eyes grow wide as he overhears Adarion telling Krios about magic being such a big part of daily life in Kyonin.
"Magic is all things and in all things. It is in the air, the stone, the flame, the water. It is time, space, and the void. It will nurture you, it will consume you, and always will it be your master! Magic is all things..." Nyx mutters to himself with a strange grin.
Overhearing the tengu asking about the goblins, Nyx joins the conversation. "What's your theory about why the goblins attacked, Marvin? Magic, perhaps?"
Nyx jumps with a start a second time as the door slams open, then cringes when the gruff man bellows, instinctively and absent-mindedly casting another spell, concentrating for several long moments.
Marvin turns between his two questioners and opens his beak to answer, but right then a stranger storms into the room and he just lets out a startled squawk. Marvin recognizes the stranger as a man of some importance, and his instincts of self-preservation warn him to keep his mouth shut. But when he hears Krios mention water he reaches for an empty pitcher, holding it up helpfully as it fills of its own accord.
As Krios addresses him, the man stomps over toward your table, then begins wagging his finger at you all "Ah if it isn't the heroes of Sandpoint." He rolls his eyes as he continues "You know you've endangered this whole town and the people that live here with your ill-advised antics against the goblins. You should have left the defense of the town to the city guard and other trained professionals!"
He waves his hand dismissively and snarls "Psh. Who are you all to think you can just battle it out in the streets of our town?"
Krios would stare wide-eyed at the man who shoved his finger into the elf's face, his ploy for distraction working all too well as he is berated. The elf takes the verbal lashing, physically leaning back the closer that Lonjiku gets.
Almost immediately, Krios seems to shut down. At times he tries to speak up but the noble's derisive manner quiets him down again. It was only at the end that he barely murmurs, his eyes avoiding Master Kaijitsu's as he speaks.
"W-we were just trying to h-help. People were getting hurt..." The defense he gives is paltry, his hands idly fidgeting at his sides. He silently prayed that the angry man would just be done with him and Ameiko would come and rescue him.
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Noro almost fell over from the door, she regains her posture, she was in no mood for this, especially from Lonjiku Kaijitsu.
Once she is composed, Noro steps right up to him, 내가 어디에서든지 싸울거야, 그래서 너를 제안 해! she responds
I'll fight wherever I need to, so I suggest you back off!
Noro's family (the Kasuri's) and Lonjiku Kaijitsu do not get along very well, especially after and incident several years ago involving Amieko's half brother and Noro
Noro's fists clenched tight ready to defend herself if needed.
Marvin stares at the man in open horror for a beat. During this beat, the pitcher falls forgotten from his hand and shatters against the floor, water spraying everywhere. Then the past twenty seconds seem to catch up with Marvin all at once.
He nods to Krios. "Met him yesterday. As you put it. Trying to help."
He turns to Nyx. "Wish it were magic. But I doubt it. Some people just don't care who gets hurt."
Then he whirls on Master Kaijitsu. "Pardon, sir. But people were dying. This lot helped save them. Why don't you ask them if they'd rather be dead!?"
Adarion raises an eyebrow at the man's tirade, then smiles sardonically at the man. "You are right, of course. We should have let the goblins kill more townsfolk, a much more advisable antic," Adarion says rolling his eyes right back.
He focuses on the angry man again, "And for your own information...I AM a trained professional. Probably with more years of service than you have alive. Sheriff Hemlock was also present when we performed our ill-advised antics and, strangely enough, seemed happy for us to have helped. Perhaps I should summon him and get his input on the matter, I'm sure he'd be thrilled to find out you came in here shouting at customers at the top of your lungs...hmm?"
Lonjiku just glares at Noro as she speaks, and completely ignores Marvin, but spins around at Adarion's words, ready to give him a piece of his mind. Just before he starts Ameiko rushes into the front room, a ladle dripping with soup in her hand, to find out what all the ruckus is about.
The two argue in Minkaian for a moment as Lonjiku seems to be issuing ultimatums and Ameiko aparently telling him to leave, pointing the laddle at the door.
Enraged, Lonjiku tries to grab Ameiko by the hair to drag her from the tavern, but she dodges and brains him with her soupy ladle, spattering fish stock and potatoes all over his hair and outfit. After, he sputters for a moment, he finds his voice and utters, “You’re as dead to me as your mother!” before storming out of the tavern.
Ameiko, regaining her composure comes over to the rest of you and bows "I apologize for my father, he can be rather rash and our family is...less than perfect."
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Noro stood ready to punch him if it came to it. but that moment never came to be, thankfully.
Noro listened a little to the conversation but said nothing, looking to Ameiko after her father leaves, welcome to my world. she says.
the docks can wait a little, just get me some rum. she says as she takes a seat at a table, giving a little distance from Krios.
Adarion, now even more annoyed by how the man treated his daughter, turned to Ameiko. "You have no need to apologise Ameiko. You have always been very polite to me. And, to be fair, you dealt with the situation in a rather impressive manner," he says, cracking a grin as he remembered how Ameiko brained her father with a soupy ladle.
Ameiko bows once again and smiles to Adarion "Thank you all for understanding." She shrugs a bit "In any case, he has his tantrums and often quickly forgets about it, so I'm sure it won't be a big deal." Lou motions for her to come back into the kitchen and she starts to move in that direction "If you'll excuse me."
When the others began to speak up around him, Krios was mostly in disbelief. Ameiko's father had a presence about him that couldn't be denied and while the elf had began to feel small, he watched how each one of them pointed out what he said. It was when Ameiko began to shout with him that Krios's anger began to rise. If anyone was watching him, they'd see that shocked and humbled face disappear into a look of cool, calm disdain. Lonjiku threw out his final insult and Krios's hands settled onto the hilt of his swords for just a moment before the man turned away and left, leaving them all alone.
He let out a breath that he didn't know he was holding in, moving over to the table again and sitting down within it. He felt exhausted even though he had just gotten up and eaten, his eyes flickering over to Noro as he nodded. "I'll take a glass of rum too, please." He bit at what little food was still left, nodding in thanks to Ameiko before he whispered softly. "What a foolish man. To throw away your own family like that...and for what? It makes no sense."
Marvin glares at the door where the man left, mouthing the words "ill-advised antics" in disbelief. As Ameiko speaks with the group he stoops down and busies himself cleaning up the pitcher of water he smashed. When he stands again he seems more collected, but still somewhat sore. "What. Was. That." he asks of no one in particular.
Ameiko passes out your orders before heading back into the back rooms. The inn beings to thin our as people finish up their breakfast and head out on whatever tasks they have to do for the day.
Ameiko and Noro went off on their own now, ready to do some work. Krios cleared his throat, looking down at the odd assortment of weaponry upon him before giving a shrug.
"Well, I got a few hours before I need to work, so...I guess I'm open." He'd look over at the others and for a moment, he considers asking if any of them wanted to spend time together but pushes the thought away. They fought together, that didn't make them best friends yet and he was certain they'll be busy.
"I'll be back here tonight for the evening shift working. I'll be around." Rising up, Krios went to go where he usually goes to relax; that point along the cliffs that let him watch the goblins scavenge from the junk and trash at the bottom of the cliff.
Adarion would see if any more help was needed with the clean-up of the goblin attack. If not, he would continue with his research, unless someone else suggested something.
With no particular commitments until the boar hunt on Fireday, Nyx will spend some time trying to uncover any possible info around town about the goblin raid.
Marvin stays at the inn for a few minutes while the others disperse, glancing around in discomfort. Then he gets up and checks on Luna, at her makeshift home in a nearby shed. He spends a couple hours in the morning trying to help with repairs from the attack, but finds it difficult to be of use not knowing the town or its people.
Marvin eventually returns to his room, and he spends much of the day working on his latest map of the wilds around Sandpoint, paying special attention to the expected area of the boar hunt.
Adarion walks through the town and, to his surprise, most things seem to be in relatively good shape. These people have done well to recover so quickly after the attack!
Adarion slows as he sees the young woman rushing towards him asking for help, "Miss? What's wrong?" He tenses, looks around and lowers himself into a combat-casting stance, readying himself to cast a spell should danger reveal itself.
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Noro was casually heading to the docks, lots of things running through her mind. mostly the events of the morning.
She knew where Krios usually hangs out, and she thought about going there to sit with him. but her thoughts were so rudely interrupted.
Stopping in her tracks, she eyes up the thug. Yeah, whatever, I'll get there when I'm ready. she replies reverting back to her tough girl persona.
she goes to shove her way past the thug and continue toward the docks.
Marvin looks curiously at the elf walking through town with such valuable weaponry, but he says nothing. During lunch at the inn he asks around a bit, wondering who she is. Then he heads up to his room for a productive afternoon of mapmaking.
The goblins' presences were nowhere to be found, which was to be expected of course. Part of Krios had hoped that it wasn't the little creatures he had watched scavenging for decades that were the culprits behind the attack but childhood innocence could only last so much.
The breeze from the sea came in though and it calmed the young elf tremendously, his eyes closing as he lounged in the grass for a time. It was only when his ears twitched at the sound of heavy footprints approaching that he would rise from the ground, brush himself off, and turn to view whoever was coming.
"Sheriff." Krios would say, a bit of surprise in his voice as he picked off the loose bits of grass from his legs. The man always did seem to have such a determined pace of walking and a look of worry came to Krios's face for just a moment. "Is something wrong?"