"Thanks, m'am. It appears we were a bit early this time."
He turns to his companions. "Shall we stick around until service starts, look around instead, or head back to our bunks and catch-up on some rest?"
Rest. Thomas votes as he thinks about the day. I could do with some down time to digest all this in a safe place.
"I don't know if a 1 hour nap will leave me less or more tired. I think it will be better for me to spend this time cleaning my gear and them sleep a full night undisturbed after eating."
Back in the bunk room Tomid recounts to himself but does so out loud, trying to both calm himself and sort things out. We are warm and safe, at least for now. We have our gear and each other. And we have an employer of sorts that will feed and shelter us. We know more about the truth of this world than we did before. And while we may only be a tool to this employer he should value us as a useful tool and not simply toss us aside on some impossible assignment so its likely that whatever he asks of us it will be possible that we can do it and come out whole. He looks to the others for conformation.
"Let's head down for a proper meal, shall we?" Bennevy asks the group. "Perhaps we'll have a chance to chat with some of our new brethren.'
Having stashed the food he picked up earlier Tomid is a little more rested and collected and ready for a real meal. Maybe we will meet some of our peers.
"Sure. Let's go."
Bennevy sees Sid's gaze track to the same target out of the corner of his eye.
"What do you think that's about? Should we try to listen in, or mind our own business?" he whispers.
Sid whisper back:
"Let's try not to be too conspicuous from day one. We should memorize the face but avoid to disturb them. I don't want to be in the s@#* list from the start."
Bennevy nods.
"Best not to bite the hand that feeds us; especially considering how few our options," he whispers back.
Bennevy takes a moment to fix the face of the white-robed man in his memory.
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As you head to the dinning hall, you find that there is a line waiting to get in, waiting in line are a dwarf completely covered head to toe in think metal armour and slung on his back is a large tower shield also made of metal, a lightly dressed halfling with purple dyed hair and a blue humanoid dressed in a white prestigious looking robes.
Trying to be inconspicuous Sid studies them.
"Is that your casual wear?" Bennevy asks the dwarf in a lighthearted tone. "If so, your formal attire must be truly impressive!"
'that dwarf, would make a good distraction in just about any situation '
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Sid
"Oh no, I only have one thing to wear, I don't have enough money to buy a second armour" replies the dwarf with a cheerful if somewhat disjointed way
"Well, at least it is both stlysh and function, though I'd think it must be a nuisance to use the privy," Bennevy ends with a chuckle.
"I'm Bennevy," he says, offering a hand. "My friends and I are recently initiated. How long have you been with the Guild?"
"A long career in a dangerous job. At least, it would be a long career for an human."
Sid tries to deflect the last question.
Kiriko stays in the backgroud and watches.
"So, twenty years and you can't afford a second suit? Well, I'm glad we didn't sign on to get rich," Bennevy replies with a chuckle. "Why'd we join? Well, let's say someone unexpected dropped in, and had some bones to pick with us....or our entire block. Either way, here we are!"
Sid look dutifully impressed.
"Fiuuu I see.!"
Tomid observes the three for a moment before addressing the brightly clothed halfling. Hi. he beems and extends a hand in greeting. I'm Tomid. Its good to see other small folk in this place.
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The line starts to move again and as you enter the hall you see a large display of different food for your taking on multiple tables, plates are on a separate table near the entrance along with cutlery and glasses. There are a number of tables for you to sit and eat on, though only 3 are empty at the moment, the rest being occupied by the 50 or so dinners.
After filling his plate, Bennevy turns to Hanz and says, "care to join us for a friendly conversation over dinner?" he jerks his head in the direction of one of the empty tables.
Sid advances, taking a selection of different foods. He eyes the tables, searching for one near the border of the crowd, where it would be possible to study the other people without drawing too much attention.
Kiriko takes her pick from the tables, with a preference for anything sweet.
Afterwards she returns to the group and sits down with them.
Tomid, his trey piled high looks for Mouse to sit with and chat.
"Yes. I get that you are a old timer instead. you can give some suggestion to a group of beginners?"
I doubt there will be much of use for us, but it is always possible we will get some valuable information.
"Yes, there seemed to be some veiled references to life expectancy - or the shortening of it - amongst Guild members. We'd all be very interested in how you earned the moniker, immortal," Bennevy adds in all sincerity.
He turns to the dwarf's companions, "we would be grateful for your insights, as well. We're only pestering Hanz because he, strangely enough, seems to be the most out-going member of your band."
Really? Says Tomid as he settles in near Mouse and quite far away from the dwarf. I prefer my pleasures of a different sort. He shoots the female halfing a wink as he pops a tasty morsel into his mouth.
"So what's your story, if you don't mind my asking," Bennevy says casually to the blue-skinned fellow in robes. "How did you find your way to the Guild and the companionship of your associates?" Bennevy tries to keep his tone and posture friendly and undemanding.