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As soon as Mazatl leaves them alone, Cara moves to look at the map with the rest of them.

After hardly glancing at it she states:

"Alright lets get going to one of these artifacts. I want to see whats so damn special about this mission.."

Cara stops to read the Missions Board:

Perception to read the Missions Board: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (12) + 9 = 21

Cara continues to skulk at the back of the group, making sure she watches Mazatl's every move.

Perception to watch Mazatl's every move for anything suspicious: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (11) + 9 = 20
Sense Motive to watch Mazatl's every move for anything suspicious: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (17) + 9 = 26

Cara is dead silent throughout the tour.

Zal, you should just rename your character Cersie Lannister and be done it's it XD

Cara toasts right back at Lady Zal:

"To free drinks!"

Cara then listens to Zal and Davian talk about the rings of sustenance and then spurts out:

"Wait... Why the hell wouldn't you want to eat?

She looks utterly confused and baffled.

"Like... Willingly not eat food?

It takes her some time to get over this revelation as she thinks it through. These people must be crazy. Why the hell wouldn't you want to eat food. Thats the best part of the day... Other than drinking or fighting of course.

When Lady Zal asks for Cara line of work, Cara sighs for a moment then begins to spin her tale...

"Well, I used to work for a gang here is Elssel. I was mostly just there for my reputation as a bone breaker, rarely ever had to actually use it. But, at some point a gang dispute two years ago almost got me killed so I left Elssel. Came back a last year when things cooled down... Been working odd jobs ever since.

She then smiles and looks to Zal.

I've never really associated with you noble types.

Whenever everyone is finished, Cara will need to be persuaded but eventually will leave the tavern in favor of heading to Respite

Cara looks at the girl wielding stone and begins to size her up. She looks from the toes slowly up to the head and back down to the toes. She looks at the stone armor. She looks at the stone sword.

Perception: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (3) + 9 = 12

She looks like she could be fun in a fight. I wonder if she's too slow in that armor...

Cara assesses the other three as they bow to the princess. And slowly realizes that it may be wise for her to do the same.

Perception: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (6) + 9 = 15

Cara, somewhat awkwardly and apprehensively attempts to bow to the princess. As she looks up, Cara watches the princess very closely for a moment.

Perception: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (13) + 9 = 22

Then she gets straight to the point and speaks:

"Ma'am, Why the hell am I here?"

Cara is not even remotely kind of even a little familiar with court etiquette.