"Yea, I.. I weren't pay'n too much attention towards the end there, I think? But, I don't think said that either." Xanranzan adds and shrugs. "Still! Place looks relatively safe. But, if they've boarded up like this, safe to say they've at least had to deal with them same folk we did. And if it means protect'n themselves, they'll probably, uh... what's the Water Plane say for it again, uh...Sell us up the creek to save their scales?" His brows become almost knitted as he appears to seriously try to recall the phrase, before just shrugging and giving up on it.

"Either way, probably shouldn't stick in any village too close to the river fer too long. But that said, uh... what's the plan again from here? Where you two were hoping to get to again?" The last question he directs to the rescued forced laborers.

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(Sorry, must have forgotten to hit post.  Should have made this clearer as I contradicted myself, the servant isn’t from Womford—his caravan was.  That’s on me.)

(To avoid exhaustion, you would have to rest before the town.)

"Well at the very least you will be safer in Womford than where you were."

Tyde stretches to get the crinks out of his back.

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They both shake their heads.

"We told you, we’re not from here."

Kethra quickly turns a deep shade of red. "Sorry! B-But your caravan was IN Womford and you did do business here...right? And Mr. Tyde is right, you would still know where to find someone to report your caravan being attacked, since a humble village such as this would certainly not like having a local caravan being raided, right? And do you have a local contact here as well? Come to think of it....what kind of stuff did your caravan deal with, anyways?"

(Yeah, I totally forgot sorry.)

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(I feel I should note—Red Larch is definitely not a big city.)

(...but yeah, Kethra is a small village girl who's been overwhelmed by the size of Red Larch from the start, though ^^)

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"Either way, probably shouldn't stick in any village too close to the river fer too long."

Kethra raises a finger to object, stops for a moment and nods her head. "Xanranzan, that is a scary and I don't really want to believe that....BUT we did see one of those cultists turn into a snake made of water right before we broke you out..."

She stops, mimics Tyde and starts loosening her shoulder and says a bit more quietly, "Wherever we're staying, we're setting watches for the night. And whoever is on watch is going to have a very loud noisemaker, alright?"

"Where did you stay when you came through town here?" Rubin asks the refugees. "Anyone in town you know, or should we just start asking the locals for directions." He aims the last at the others of his group.

Xanranzan eyes become as wide as saucers at the mention of a snake made of water. But then strangely enough, the look turns pensive as he thumbs his chin. "... Actually, that doesn't sound as bad as I thought. I MEAN it's still terrible, but it ain't no living tornado or bird person, so it could be worse." He says, shrugs, and then belatedly nods about the noisemaker before gesturing to the blades at his hip. "I know -just- the right song to wake even the dead." At that, he looks along with the others to the rescued pair.

He shrugs.

"Don;t really remember, I’m sure there’s an inn somewhere."

"Well we can't afford to wander around all night looking for it. We'll take the first good spot we find."

Tyde begins undoing the straps to his backpack in anticipation of setting it down and making camp soon.

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Xanranzan eyes become as wide as saucers at the mention of a snake made of water. But then strangely enough, the look turns pensive as he thumbs his chin. "... Actually, that doesn't sound as bad as I thought. I MEAN it's still terrible, but it ain't no living tornado or bird person, so it could be worse." He says, shrugs, and then belatedly nods about the noisemaker before gesturing to the blades at his hip. "I know -just- the right song to wake even the dead." At that, he looks along with the others to the rescued pair.

Kethra stares at her Xanranzan as a comrade-in-arms and shows him her own little makeshift noisemaker, which funnily enough was made up of parts of the very same weapon she had initially offered to his old companion, Sorak.

"Right, they'll never get the jump on us now!" with an awkward crack of her voice it becomes obvious that she sounds a little too enthusiastic at the thought of getting some rest on a bed somewhere and not with some sharp rocks.

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He shrugs.

"Don;t really remember, I’m sure there’s an inn somewhere."

Following Xanranzan's stare at "the rescued pair", she gives them an unamused look at their lack of gratefulness.

"Yeah, sure. Let's go find an inn. I want to get a soft bed, last night was terrible."

You manage to find a small, dingy inn.  The proprietor looks at you suspiciously, but grudgingly lets you in.

(What do you plan on doing in the morning?)

Tyde will ritual cast Alarm on his door with a ringing bell and if there's a window then again on the window with a mental ping.

(ooc: we are heading to Womford right?)

"Sorry to come upon you so late at night but we won't make Womford until the morrow and need somewhere to rest."

The next morning Rubin comes down to see what he can find for breakfast in this inn, as well as to meet with the others to try to decide next steps.

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Tyde will ritual cast Alarm on his door with a ringing bell and if there's a window then again on the window with a mental ping.

(ooc: we are heading to Womford right?)

"Sorry to come upon you so late at night but we won't make Womford until the morrow and need somewhere to rest."

Kethra laughs a little too loudly, then gently pushes Tyde to the side.

"Please forgive my friend, MISTER WOMFORD INKEEPER, sir. We've been traveling for many days and the roads has not had its shortage of thieves and brigands, either!"

Nodding to the two refugees she continues, "Maybe you recognize those two over there? We rescued them from weirdos who practice dark rituals, but they said they were just here, before their caravan was attacked."

(Kethra will take the first watch. In the morning she'll inquire if the town has a local member of the Smith's guild since her background is Guild Artisan.)

(You’re in Womford.)

(Xanranzan will take second or third watch as the case may be if we're gonna be sharing rooms.)

(In the morning, apart from breakfast, gear maintanence and so forth, he'll join Kethra in looking for a Smith's Guild member, if only to see about getting some new whetstones. Although that's presumably after spitballing plans for the future)

Xanranzan stands back and just watches everyone do the talking. It could be he could help smooth things over as well, but he'd be lying if it Kethra hadn't asked the one question he had intended to, or that he had many to begin with. A stray thought has him considering asking about other cultish active or weird occurrence either in the air or heard on the grapevine. But after the passage through town and seeing all the people so boarded up, he very much doubted any of that sort of news might've come by. At the thought of that, he sighs and rubs the back of his neck, before looking back outside.

Tyde will take 2nd or 3rd watch (whichever Xanranzan didn't take) and after breakfast when the others are looking for a smith Tyde will seek out a place to get spell components.

(specifically those needed for Find Familiar )

"We can all meet back here later to discuss what to do next concerning which quest to pursue."

Type, you can purchase 10 go worth of charcoal from the smith with the others if you’d like.

Kethra, you’re pointed to a small smithy on the outskirts of the town.  The smith is a burly, oldish bald man, who seems to shine with a layer of sweat.

Rubin would go with those to the smith, wishing to purchase some crossbow bolts for his hand crossbow.

While walking and talking along the road, Kethra would offer to Rubin the same case of crossbow bolts she had offered him before. 

"If you want crossbow ammo from a blacksmith, this one's on the house," she laughs, "Why don't you save up your coin for something more special?"