When you walk in all eyes but four avert to Namira. Valentia recognises them to belong to Zurbam Youngspirit one of her hermit friends. Zurbam shouts from across the inn with a smile on his face, "Valentia, your here! Come this way!".
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"I'll join you and your friend soon.", she says to Valentia as she sees that their elf companion goes towards the bar. Namira again seems to not care about the interest in her, but tries to catch anything that could help her find out why that's a thing and accompanies Glynbalar on his way. When they arrive, she looks for the barkeeper and orders a pint of beer.
OoC: Again, if needed, Perception check to try and overhear any coversation on her way or anything else that would tell why she's that big of a deal here. Perception check: 8
When Namira, Oniestra and Gynbalar arrive, the barkeeper is a bit distracted, staring at Namira. He finally manages to stutter, "H-how may I help y-you." The the muttering is too quiet for Namira to overhear.
"Damn it. I was about to order an ale, but it seems like i won't be able to run from it...", Namira takes a few steps back and turns more towards the main hall and the people in there. "So what's the deal here. Why everyone just keeps staring at me!? Why the hell all of a sudden am i so interesting!? Do i have something on me!?", she raises her voice so all of them can hear her. She moves her eyes from one person to another, stopping only when somebody decides to give the answers to her questions.
"Maybe they aren't into those scales. Not everyone is" She says with a shrug as she raises a brow." Give me a spin, let me see if someone put a kick me sign on your back? I mena I don't think they did but...eh never no"
Glybalar perks up at the "idea" of a kick me sign and looks around idly for paper and ink. Then shakes himself and looks back to the bartender and orders an ale for himself.
The barkeeper prepares an ale while explaining, "We'll the deal is, that after you left your community, the tribe you came from stopped showing up here. As you know before we had a trade relationship with them, supplying them gear in return for money. But now we barely see them and have lost lots of money. Quollo, a prophet who lives here said that when you return, our town will return to prosperity. That'll be 1 silver piece." The barkeeper hands Glybalar an ale.
"I'm not welcome at my tribe. We parted ways in not a good manner and you know that. so i don't know how my return could help you in any way. This. Does. Not. Make. Any. Sense.", she said slowly as she definitely was quite confused by what she just heard., "Do you know why my people did stop trading with you? They found new partners?", Namira asks, but then the answer simply came to her all by itself, "Actually... On our way here we stumbled across few of my brothers. One of them told us about someone or something called the Fire King. That name ringing a bell to any of you?"
(I've been having not an easy time to come here to play any of my games, so that's why I had such a delay. I was wondering one thing... Is it correct to assume it's still not too late to respond on this? I'll do it, and if I shouldn't be doing it, then just forget this message...)
When you walk in all eyes but four avert to Namira. Valentia recognises them to belong to Zurbam Youngspirit one of her hermit friends. Zurbam shouts from across the inn with a smile on his face, "Valentia, your here! Come this way!".
Valentia responds by simply walking to the direction of Zurbam, taking an awful lot of time to respond. "Zuban?" (She has an awful time remembering names...) As soon as she's close enough to him to engage in conversation, she checks the fellow hermit up and down. "It's a long time we haven't met, huh?"
The bartender replies, "Never heard of the 'Fire King'. We don't really hear too much from your tribe though, so no wonder we don't know who they are".
Meanwhile Zurbam replies, "Actually, um... it's Zurbam, not, like... Zurban.", he appears to be trying to be polite. He shakes himself, "Moving on, how have you been. Did you find out why Kelemvor sent you to that village?"
"An ALe, a mead and something roasted to eat," Oinestra says slapping down a gold piece as she looks to Namira. "We can always ask around, or maybe go look for yer kin. Besides, we deserve some downtime, and maybe a nice bath been ages since I had a nice warm bath"
The bartender hands Oinestra an ale, a mead, 5 sp change, and says, "Your meal is coming shortly,". He disappears through a door behind the counter. (Also, while I remember, you each gain 800 xp from the dragonborn encounter)
"Fine. Short rest it is then. I may be in need of one too. After all it's been pretty long ride. But later on, i'll go in search of this prophet. He might have the answers.", she says resignedly and again comes closer to the bar and her fellow companions.
OoC: Question to DM. I assume we're in Tinbark now, yes? The place everyone wanted to get to?
“I think I’ll skip the bath,” Glynbalar says, “but a break sounds nice. Maybe I can find a game of dice or cards....” he glances around the common room looking for any games of chance being played.
Glynbalar can see a group of people playing with a dice set. They look distracted because of Namira, however they aren't staring at her like before. In fact, when you look around, everyone's seemed to have calmed down from when you first entered.
"You better get a bath soon Glyn, or yer gonna get pushed into the next stream by me and washed with lye!" She said with a laugh as she took another long swig of her ale, before turning to Namira.
"Maybe us girls could split the cost of a bath together? or take them together, maybe to talk a bit more privately" She says grab her dagger stabbing the roast and pulling it up to her lips and ripping free some of the meat into her gullet!
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When you walk in all eyes but four avert to Namira. Valentia recognises them to belong to Zurbam Youngspirit one of her hermit friends. Zurbam shouts from across the inn with a smile on his face, "Valentia, your here! Come this way!".
"Hey V, you know that guy" Oinestra says using er nickname for her as she wasn't confident about how to say Valentia yet.
Glynbalar ignores the yells across the common room and continues on to the bar.
"I'll join you and your friend soon.", she says to Valentia as she sees that their elf companion goes towards the bar.
Namira again seems to not care about the interest in her, but tries to catch anything that could help her find out why that's a thing and accompanies Glynbalar on his way. When they arrive, she looks for the barkeeper and orders a pint of beer.
OoC: Again, if needed, Perception check to try and overhear any coversation on her way or anything else that would tell why she's that big of a deal here.
Perception check: 8
When Namira, Oniestra and Gynbalar arrive, the barkeeper is a bit distracted, staring at Namira. He finally manages to stutter, "H-how may I help y-you." The the muttering is too quiet for Namira to overhear.
"Damn it. I was about to order an ale, but it seems like i won't be able to run from it...", Namira takes a few steps back and turns more towards the main hall and the people in there. "So what's the deal here. Why everyone just keeps staring at me!? Why the hell all of a sudden am i so interesting!? Do i have something on me!?", she raises her voice so all of them can hear her. She moves her eyes from one person to another, stopping only when somebody decides to give the answers to her questions.
"Maybe they aren't into those scales. Not everyone is" She says with a shrug as she raises a brow." Give me a spin, let me see if someone put a kick me sign on your back? I mena I don't think they did but...eh never no"
Glybalar perks up at the "idea" of a kick me sign and looks around idly for paper and ink. Then shakes himself and looks back to the bartender and orders an ale for himself.
The barkeeper prepares an ale while explaining, "We'll the deal is, that after you left your community, the tribe you came from stopped showing up here. As you know before we had a trade relationship with them, supplying them gear in return for money. But now we barely see them and have lost lots of money. Quollo, a prophet who lives here said that when you return, our town will return to prosperity. That'll be 1 silver piece." The barkeeper hands Glybalar an ale.
"I'm not welcome at my tribe. We parted ways in not a good manner and you know that. so i don't know how my return could help you in any way. This. Does. Not. Make. Any. Sense.", she said slowly as she definitely was quite confused by what she just heard., "Do you know why my people did stop trading with you? They found new partners?", Namira asks, but then the answer simply came to her all by itself, "Actually... On our way here we stumbled across few of my brothers. One of them told us about someone or something called the Fire King. That name ringing a bell to any of you?"
(I've been having not an easy time to come here to play any of my games, so that's why I had such a delay. I was wondering one thing... Is it correct to assume it's still not too late to respond on this? I'll do it, and if I shouldn't be doing it, then just forget this message...)
Valentia responds by simply walking to the direction of Zurbam, taking an awful lot of time to respond. "Zuban?" (She has an awful time remembering names...) As soon as she's close enough to him to engage in conversation, she checks the fellow hermit up and down. "It's a long time we haven't met, huh?"
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The bartender replies, "Never heard of the 'Fire King'. We don't really hear too much from your tribe though, so no wonder we don't know who they are".
Meanwhile Zurbam replies, "Actually, um... it's Zurbam, not, like... Zurban.", he appears to be trying to be polite. He shakes himself, "Moving on, how have you been. Did you find out why Kelemvor sent you to that village?"
"An ALe, a mead and something roasted to eat," Oinestra says slapping down a gold piece as she looks to Namira. "We can always ask around, or maybe go look for yer kin. Besides, we deserve some downtime, and maybe a nice bath been ages since I had a nice warm bath"
The bartender hands Oinestra an ale, a mead, 5 sp change, and says, "Your meal is coming shortly,". He disappears through a door behind the counter. (Also, while I remember, you each gain 800 xp from the dragonborn encounter)
"Fine. Short rest it is then. I may be in need of one too. After all it's been pretty long ride. But later on, i'll go in search of this prophet. He might have the answers.", she says resignedly and again comes closer to the bar and her fellow companions.
OoC: Question to DM. I assume we're in Tinbark now, yes? The place everyone wanted to get to?
(Yep, this is Tinbark)
The bartender comes back out and hands Oinestra and delicious smelling roast pork.
" Yes! This will savor the beast that rumbles in my belly!" She says as she laughs and takes a deep drink of ale.
“I think I’ll skip the bath,” Glynbalar says, “but a break sounds nice. Maybe I can find a game of dice or cards....” he glances around the common room looking for any games of chance being played.
Glynbalar can see a group of people playing with a dice set. They look distracted because of Namira, however they aren't staring at her like before. In fact, when you look around, everyone's seemed to have calmed down from when you first entered.
"You better get a bath soon Glyn, or yer gonna get pushed into the next stream by me and washed with lye!" She said with a laugh as she took another long swig of her ale, before turning to Namira.
"Maybe us girls could split the cost of a bath together? or take them together, maybe to talk a bit more privately" She says grab her dagger stabbing the roast and pulling it up to her lips and ripping free some of the meat into her gullet!