Praeda walks in wearing the brown and the same red cloak she was wearing last night shortly after the others wake up and gets a pastry. "Good morning. You all slept in."

Evre says to Loyal after the offer of help” certainly Loyal.   I would be glad of your assistance.   I am no artist, just a bit of a scholar.  I’m trying to sketch a map we can use in our travels- so we know where to start our search and what else is around this area.  I talked to the bard last night some, so I know a little.”   She smiles and bites a roll.  

A piece of parchment is spread out on the table with a rough map.  Her quill pen and ink are nearby, and a little shaker of sand for drying the excess ink.    She’s wearing the same fine grey hooded cloak from yesterday, in the morning light the subtle floral embroidery is more visible 

Vaden walks down from his private room, smiling as he sees Evre standing over a table looking at a map.  He gives others nods of greeting as he moves to join he at the table.  His eyes take in the details for a moment and he nods in approval.  He pulls out a rolled parchment from his pouch and unrolls it, showing it beside the map she is working on.  “I bought this off the same man I got the got the ancestry book.”  He explains, the map showing an ancient view of this area, but many of the details out of context due to the number of years that have passed.  He fiddles with it some, angling it around until a few things line up with the map Evre had.  “Not much use in today’s work, but some map-maker might be able to put together a true map of what this area once looked like, if they use both of these.”  He shrugs and smiles to Evre.  “Ready to go adventuring?”

“Yes! if  everyone is ready, let’s go.  It’s just like the stories-  hey maybe a bard will sing a song about our group one day...”’ she packs up her writing materials, grabs her pack and staff and heads for the door- getting a couple pastries for the trail.   “We know which direction to start in, anyway! “ she says with excitement. 

"Then let's head out." Joroden stuffs a loaf of bread in his pack, leaves some coins on the table, and walks out the door with Evre.

When Myles catches up with the others outside the Inn he looks around the gathered adventurers.

"My memory is a bit hazy I admit, but weren´t there more of us last night, or was it just the wine. Anyway, Kralog, Joroden, Praeda, Vaden, Loyal and Evre, right? Seven of us then, my lucky number actually."

He then turns to Vaden and Evre. "I got the impression last night that you were the ones leading this exciting expedition. Can you tell us anything about what we can expect on this quest of yours, as being prepared would be important when heading into mortal danger." He says, casually chewing on a juicy sausage.

Kralog snorts at Evre's enthusiasm, then turns to Joroden. "That will wear off around the third time something tries to kill us."

Evre says to Myles and the group.. “from what we have been able to determine, the Diamonddew elves had some ancient secrets of arcane magic, long lost to the world.  They apparently have a crypt somewhere, which we will attempt to find and explore.  We might expect the crypt is warded or guarded, to keep out grave robbers and the like- wards perhaps created by the wizard I came to study.  Also we may always face the dangers of the northern wilderness.   Truly not a safe venture, but without risk there is no reward.  I feel confident knowing so many strong and brave adventurers are with me...” she smiles-  (OOC we should probably wait a little bit because not everyone can post every few hours like some of us!) 

(Okay, sounds good!)

Myles just stands and watches the smile of lovely Evre for a bit too long and the continues. "Yes, hrm, dangerous indeed fair lady, but I´m sure we will find the resources within our group to overcome any challanges this quest of yours will present us with. I think mighty Kralog here will just squash any guardians of that crypt with his bare hands, right Kralog?. However, since I´m not that rural, as Praeda quite correctly pointed out last night, can you perhaps expand on the dangers of the northern wilderness though?"

(OOC: Yeah, no hurry :-)

"The cold is bad enough as it is, for one like you," Kralog says. "In the upper mountains, it can drop below zero degrees at night. And there are other threats, too. Wolves. Giants. Dragons."

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"The cold is bad enough as it is, for one like you," Kralog says. "In the upper mountains, it can drop below zero degrees at night. And there are other threats, too. Wolves. Giants. Dragons."

"And humans. I think we'll do well enough, though. Seven is a good number."

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"The cold is bad enough as it is, for one like you," Kralog says. "In the upper mountains, it can drop below zero degrees at night. And there are other threats, too. Wolves. Giants. Dragons."

"And humans. I think we'll do well enough, though. Seven is a good number."

 Kralog snorts. "It may be less than seven by the time we get there."

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"The cold is bad enough as it is, for one like you," Kralog says. "In the upper mountains, it can drop below zero degrees at night. And there are other threats, too. Wolves. Giants. Dragons."

"And humans. I think we'll do well enough, though. Seven is a good number."

 Kralog snorts. "It may be less than seven by the time we get there."

Praeda smiles. "Not if we're lucky."

 "Well thanks for your encouragement Kralog, you know we should really work a bit on that pep talk of yours." Myles says smiling to the hulking goliath.

"Still, dragons you say, it would be quite something to encounter one of those."

Vaden looks around at the assembled group and nods.  “Seems like we have quite the crew gather.”  He turns to Evre.  “Are we ready to go?”

“I agree-  I think we can get started.  Those that wish to join who slept late can catch up.   Who wants to take the front?   Evre smiles at the little group.  Her leather backpack is on and she’s using her staff as a walking stick.  She walks in the middle of the group, looking around often and making small talk about the weather, the journey here, and learning more of her companions.  
(We journey for the crypt- or at least our best guess as to their location from all the gathered information.)

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“I agree-  I think we can get started.  Those that wish to join who slept late can catch up.   Who wants to take the front?   Evre smiles at the little group.  Her leather backpack is on and she’s using her staff as a walking stick.  She walks in the middle of the group, looking around often and making small talk about the weather, the journey here, and learning more of her companions.  
(We journey for the crypt- or at least our best guess as to their location from all the gathered information.)

 "What does the person in the front do?"

"I'll go in second," Kralog volunteers. "That way I can pummel whatever knocks out the first person." He doesn't talk to anyone for the majority of the trip, and answers in as few words as possible when asked a question. However, he glances back at Joroden every now and then (assuming he's not in first).

Evre says “Loyal, the first person in this type of adventuring group helps watch out for danger, they may be good at sneaking ahead and scouting the trail- they should be brave and capable in combat. .    We also should have a capable warrior in the rear.   Those of us with a more... um... bookish disposition usually take the middle...”