Sable, Squeeze Bits and Kalais Ryndel
It is the 23rd day of Rova, and the sun is slowly rising on the Lost Coast. A small group approaches from the south, following the coastline. A white ox pulls a wooden cart and three figures walk ahead of it. One them is a fat dwarf with red hair and beard who wears a straw hat and simple, but well-maintained, clothes. He gives an excited laugh as the town of Sandpoint becomes visible.
- When 'ye said we could take that shortcut to arrive in time i was worrryin' you'd be takin' us straight to death's mouth, eh? Can't believe me eyes we're not late for the festival! - he says, with a big smile, patting Squeeze Bits on the back. - And you, m'lady, can't believe ye handled those bandits all by yourself, incredible, i say! Ye're not even wearing armor! - he gives Sable a thumbs-up.
The dwarf's name is Nils Silverhand, a merchant from Magnimar who hired Sable and Squeeze's services on the way, he is a clumsy and careless man, but seems to have a good heart.
- I've 'eard there'll be free food and drinks for the day, think we all deserve some good rest, don't we!? - he slaps his belly.
The group notices someone getting closer from behind them, Kalais had been scouting around as usual and, when going back to Sandpoint, she notices a goblin on the road...Oddly enough, the goblin seems to be accompanied by a dwarf and a woman who both don't seem to mind his presence.
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Viridi
Viridi wakes up early, Sandpoint is already up and very alive, judging by the noise outside. As she walks into the meditation floor, she catches sight of Sabyl Sorn, her mother, walking left and right, reciting some mantra in a low voice; that was usually Sabyl's behavior when worrying about something.
- Good morning. - she waves, distracted.
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Garbund and Ansgar
The Rusty Dragon Inn is Sandpoint's oldest Inn, as well as one of the most popular buildings in the city, thanks to is exotic food and the fact that most newcomers stumble into it when coming from south.
Although the sun is barely rising, The Rusty Dragon Inn is already bubbling with excitement; the guests were told last night that breakfast would be served earlier than usual since the Inn had to prepare food for the Swallowtail Festival. When Ansgar and Garbund descend from their rooms, they see a couple of travelers eating and talking about the festival.
I'm assuming they don't know eachother yet although they might have met on the night before.