Roselle peeks over at the map as well, looking over Dhel's arm to look. She looks towards Phineas, lightly pinching the jester to stop sniffing. She raises a brow, an obvious look of 'what are you doing' written on her face.

Phineas looks over at Roselle with a wide grin and shrugs... whispering, "just being friendly Rose Red... you know... can I help it if I am a friendly welcoming girl..."

Roselle shakes her head, unable to help but crack a smile at Phineas's grin. "Of course Molly, you've always been friendly." She emphasizes Phineas's real name quite a bit to get a reaction.

Phineas just smiles when Roselle uses her real name, kind of raises her chin slightly giving her something of a snobbish arrogant look as if to say, keep trying but I ain't biting...

Roselle smirks at the look Phineas gives her, pleased to get any reaction, bitter or arrogant. She giggles under her breath, moving quickly to Phineas's side as if she were her shadow. "Any reaction I get just eggs me on Molly, trust me even that adorable look of arrogance~"

Phineas looks up at Roselle and smiles moving closer as to whisper in her ear and gives her hair a double sniff, "Good!"

Cyrus shifts uneasily, troubled by this situation. Standing, he bowed slightly, thanking their contact before joining Dhel, Roselle, and Phineas at the map. Ignoring the banter between Phineas and Roselle, he scans the map, looking for anything of note.

Roselle looks amused, playfully swatting the air closest to Phineas as if she were a bothersome fly. She looks back towards the map and Dhel

Phineas notes Cyrus moving closer and turns to give him a warm friendly smile and moves out of the way giving him a better spot between herself and Dhel in which to study the map, "don't worry Cyrus, I don't bite... I promise!" Making an effort to give him plenty of room sensing his unease and wanting to do something to ease his discomfort in a friendly manner.

Roselle just looks at Cyrus in silence, she moves to stand beside him so she could see the map without anyone blocking her view. "Perhaps we should prepare first before we go take care of this." She suggests loud enough for the group to hear, but not loud enough for passerby to eavesdrop. "That seems best, no? After all, we do not know how many there are or if we will encounter anything else along the way."

Tomoe follows the others to the table. She doesn't concern her self with the map as she trust her companions. "HAHAHAHA, JUST LET ME KNOW WHICH DIRECTION!"

Getting her next ale, she takes a few gulps and set it's down. While she waits for the others to decided the next course of action she mentions "HAHAHA SPEAKING OF PREPARING, I HAVE NO MONEY..." Taking another gulp of ale.

Suddenly, the man looks at the clock. Whispering to himself something along the lines of "seems like its fine", he gets off and leaves the place hastily. Now its just the whole lot of you and now you have a job to do.

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Suddenly, the man looks at the clock. Whispering to himself something along the lines of "seems like its fine", he gets off and leaves the place hastily. Now its just the whole lot of you and now you have a job to do.

Its of the surrounding area and Firestorm Peak as well as the village.

Phineas brings Dhel a large tankard of ale, "here honey you just need to drink a few of these then you will see it all and we can hit the trail... just as nature intended, trust me!" The Jester gives the barbarian a friendly understanding smile as she holds up the tankard.

Menus quietly watches as their contact leaves. He knows his way around the wilderness, but he's not great at giving directions so he leaves the map in presumably more capable hands. He follows the others curious as to how far they'd be walking before a goblin brawl ensued.

Roselle looks towards Menus, she then observes the group before her. She looks at each person as if gauging their strengths and weaknesses before she hums. "This will be interesting."

Phineas seeing as the barbarian does not seem to want a drink, grins and raises the tankard respectfully towards her and then takes a big gulp and turns to Roselle, "you know Rose Red, if I were a stealthy roguish sort or a mysterious war-mage with a flying rat for a spy, or a tactical genius rather than a fun-loving bell jingling Jester I would at this point just be a tad curious about the mayor's man and where he needed to rush off to so abruptly without really answering any question or much real information for that mattter."

Phineas giggles as the gears turn as she continues, "You know, where is he headed and what he may be up to or who he may be meeting with after us. I guess I am not the trusting sort but I've had way too many slam bam thank you mam type encounters that give me pause, maybe that's just me, I don't know."

Shrugs and takes another long drink, "but what the hell, let's make a mad dash into the unknown and raise some hell, shall we, that sounds like fun too and I if anything am easy."

The petite Jester, eyebrows arch and she takes yes another drink and turns to the barbarian, "you sure you won't join me, this isn't bad stuff, clears the head and sinus cavities actually."

Roselle looks at Phineas and tilts her head slightly in thought. "That is true.. however I believe we should stick to the task at hand... for now." She adds the for now after a moment of thinking and she looks towards them all.

Phineas takes a sip and listens to Roselle and then suddenly smacks her own head sharply causing her bells to ring as she says with every slap, "Phineas... what... are... you... thinking... stop... being... so... untrusting... stick...to... the... task..." When finished, she turns to Roselle, "all better now, of course, you know best, what was I thinking... silly me." Picks the flagon back up and continues to finish it off wanting to be ready when the others say the word that it is time to head out.