OOC: Ursal yes!

Persuasion at advantage: 14

Mae nods taking your coin and sighs seemingly unphased by your shift from man to beast in the split second you change (what did you transform again?). "I can ask but I am not sure he's willing to speak on it. The lands have not seen such things in centuries that's why he came to settle here. During the rise of Dagmar after his father's death and then the siege of the village against Eerika the new chieftess my husband has been distant. If I'm honest these attacks have made it so he barely sleeping now keeping watch at night over me and the baby," she explains with a frown. Just as Mae is speaking to you Ulysses moves from the tinker's shop towards her cutting her off completely. "Safe travels to all," she calls out as Ulysses puts his arm around her shoulders. They seems ready for the group, although kind enough to spend their coin, to move on.

(OOC: is Ursal trying to hide the quick hybrid transformation and words from the rest of us?)

OOC: Viktor good point. Ursal sleight of hand check to make sure the rest of the party didn't see your transform!!

Ursal perceives the discomfort in his companions. He never really discussed his background before. Now seems as good a time as any. After all, they saved me from permanent statue-hood, Ursal reasons to himself. If I can't trust these companions, who can be trusted at all?

"Let's get some refreshment at the Fair Winds, wasn't it, Mae? Thank you again," he says to the couple. 

"Hungry, young Sven?" Ursal asks. "My treat, then we will take you home."

Ooc and mainly so I don't forget: go to tavern, ask tavern keeper to feed sven at bar while I discuss things with my companions and seek out Andres. That way if Ulysses will meetshe will know where I am for the time being. 

Oops, sorry, didn't see that until after I posted. Hope it's ok. Big reveal, time, eh?

"Like I said Viktor, no need to apologize. Nature has gifted me as many things as well as taken many things from me. It is simply how life goes."

Pyra puts the kit away in her pack and waits for the others to finish shopping.

Viktor, having just spoken to Mae when Ursal whispers in her ear, goes suddenly stiff and takes in a quick breath, before going back to a mostly relaxed pose.

"Yes, let's go and get a drink."

as the group starts to head out, Viktor whispers to Ursal

"interesting, 'talent', you have there. who controls it, you or...something else?"

Ursal puts a reassuring hand on Viktor's shoulder.

"It's all me, my friend. Come, I'll tell you everything over a drink." I start heading to the Fair Winds Tavern. Who follows?

Krayne nods at the invitation and starts to head to the tavern with the others.

"A drink would suit me well, let's go."

Viktor seems reassured by Ursal's words. Viktor follows everyone else to the tavern.

The party enters a busy tavern, the streets were relatively empty but now you see many townsfolk are in the shelter of the Fair Winds. A tall, muscled, silver haired human man is behind the bar leaning over it talking to a middle-aged woman with dark hair and wearing a blue traveling cloak. He calls out a greeting as the party enters but does not turn his gaze to you directly. Instead he continues to speak to the woman in front of him. The tables of the tavern are spread out. They are oblong in shape with benches on either side. Most are full of patrons holding conversation as well as sharing pints or meals. One table calls out to the party as empty. It however has the remnants of meals and drinks linger on top of it as a lighte fair haired boy, who looks are similar to Mae's and about Baltus/Brida's age, rushing about with a tray taking up the dirty dishes off of it and wiping it down.

"Hello," the young human teen calls out his eyes going to Baltus immediately giving him a soft smile. "I....," he paused getting closer to Batlus to peak,. "they said you had visitors," he adds close enough to the party to her as he nods at the group. His eyes of course lingering on each of you but some longer than others before he gestures with his free hand holding the cleaning rag to come in. "Please sit," he adds his expression friendly and reminding you more and more of Mae.

The teen boy then manages to clear a table off for the party and although it has two other patrons lingering on the end they don't seem bothered to share it. The table is also still long enough for the party to fit at it easily.

"Please decide what you'd like," the teen boy calls out the gestures up above the bar. "It'll all on the board," he adds pointing to a chalkboard of various pints of ale, mead, and cinders as well as food. There is a mutton stew, a broad bean soup, and a selection of cured meat with cheese bread is served with all meals. "I'll send Greta over to take your orders," he explains smiling again. "Oh and I'm Elias," he adds before rushing off and disappearing behind the bar into the kitchens.

As the party settles around the table a hush falls over the tavern, all eyes seem to be on each of you in turn but some pull more glances than others.

"Where you go, we follow." Pyra walks after the others to the tavern.

 Pyra will examine the other people in the tavern, much like they are doing to her, for anyone that stands out.

Perception:4

Prya the staring throws you off and you immediately look down and away from the townsfolk looking back at you and the party. You are keenly aware however that you and Viktor are garnering the most pointed stares from the townspeople!

"Good..." a petite human woman with light reddish blonde hair begins trailing off when she sees the party before composing herself, "evening," she adds looking around the table and her eyes meeting Soren and Batlus whom she seems to recognize. "I hope you've decided to stop with us. Now what can I get you," she asks curiously awaiting the orders.

"I'll take some mead and a bowl of stew," Soren says rolling her shoulders as she looks around glaring at the gawkers, most look away after her hard glance but some continue to sneak glances at the party.

"Same for me," Batlus says as Greta chuckles.

"That'll be stew and a nice tall milk I think my young man," Greta interjects. "Just because you've come in here with some grown folk doesn't mean I'll serve you grog," she adds giving him a motherly look before moving her gaze to the party for their orders.

Greta seems composed enough although she takes quick glances at Ursal, the tieflings, and even Kryane with an expression as if she's adding a tally of something in her head.

"Mutton stew and ale would be greatly appreciated please".

Krayne says having removed his helmet and placed it next to him on the table. Like Pyra he checks around the tavern to see what and who is about and if anything particular stands out.

Perception 18

Viktor gives a genuine smile to Greta, as he sits down at the table with the others. Viktors is unfazed by any of the sideways glances anyone is sending his way.

"I would like a bow of the stew, and I will also have a tall milk, like Baltus."

Viktor gives an even bigger grin at this.

Viktor looks around to see how close any of the locals are to the group, paying close attention to those at the end of the table.

Perception to check if any privacy can be achieved for the group: 16 (with disadvantage)

Greta nods at the both of you and waits for Ursal and Prya's orders.

Krayne you notice there's armed men at a table in the back. They have clubs for certain but they're keeping any other weapons hidden from view. They are big like the men you saw in the stronghold but so far Soren has not acknowledged them. The tavern seems to be returning to normal since the party entered however with conversations starting up again as well as less people gawking.

Viktor looking around you think you might be able to gain some privacy from talking low.

Ursal situates young Sven at the bar and asks the barkeep for a glass of milk and stew for the youngster, then leaves a handful of coppers with the barkeep.

Ursal addresses him in the local Viking tongue. "Please take care of my new young friend here. My name is Ursal and I'm from the farmlands south of here. Any chance you know where I can find Andres? Mae from the merchants stalls said I could find him here."

"You're looking at him," Anders says with a sort of chuckle in his tone. He waves a woman cleaning glasses behind the bar a wave and she disappears to handled your request for Sven. "What would Mae send you to be for," he asks next raising a big bushy gray eyebrow at you curiously.