Zelvo fairs little better than Nina, as an attempt to keep from spitaking only leads to him hacking and coughing as the ale slipped down the wrong tube. Recovering eventually, the cleric turned to the man looking mildly annoyed initially, before with dawning concern took in his countenance. Seeing noone else eager to address the man, Zelvo clicks his tongue and looks somewhat disappointed in some of the patrons, before then approaching the elderly man.

"Hey, hey, hey. Easy there, old timer. Wh-what... u-uhm..." By that point he put a hand on the man's shoulder in a comforting gesture, but with brows furrowed, Zelvo struggled for the moment to find the right words. At one point he even muttered something in celestial, only to half-hopeful for any recognition in the Tian's man's eyes. But in a lack-there-of he'd find himself cursing inwardly in goblin for not having picked up more dialects. "L-listen, uhm, name's Zelvo." He pats his chest a couple times. "Where's trouble?" He asks, gesturing to his eyes and then back out the door, hoping some connections to be inferred there.

Rashimi: "That's Lonjiku Kaijitsu. He's Ameiko's father and a nobleman. Naturally, most of the townsfolk aren't going to be inclined to get in his way when he's like this, which is almost all the time."

Nina: You identify the language as Minkaian, the language of the far-off kingdom of Minkai in the continent of Tian-Xia.

Zelvo: "Oh, it's one of the Heroes of Sandpoint!" Lonjiku says with obvious sarcasm. "Did it never occur to you that matters such as what happened during yesterday's festival should be left to the town guard, who are all trained professionals and not amateurs who don't care if they get everyone killed with their "heroics"?"

Nina frowns at Lonjiku's statement before she speaks simply, attempting a curious and polite half smile.  "Perhaps. But, we saved at least one life that the guard failed to protect. Quite a far ways away to be speaking Minkaian. Shame it's not one of the languages I, or the others, know fluently. Mind telling us why you gave everyone in this establishment a near heart attack with your urgency?"

Zelvo is at once taken aback, confused, and even looking a little ashamed of himself following the man's response. But upon finding his bearings again with Nina more or less speaking on his behalf, he turned back to the elder with a sheepish half-smile of his own. "What my.. well, uh, friend--?" He glances to Nina with a sidelong and questioning look, only to press on without waiting for an answer

 "-er, fellow 'Hero'at least spoke of is quite true, you do raise a fair point good sir'rah. I would go on a stage right now to apologize to all, if it too were not to be considered an act of... I suppose grandstanding or some such. But for you at least, assuming you had been, uhm, 'caught up' in all that, I do sincerely apologize. But neither my faith or my conscious would have allowed me to 'bravely' sit back as a rather hostile force went about destroying property, killing dogs, and otherwise threatening the life, if not the livelihoods of the people here. Not while it was within my power to act." 

"I am here for my daughter! We have matters to discuss that are none of your business." At that, Ameiko pops out, apparently having heard Lonjiku's shouting. 

"あめいこ!"

 "ああ、私をファック、それは今何ですか？"

"最近の出来事は、サンドポイントに留まることがもはや家族の最善の利益ではないことを私に確信させました。マグニマーに戻ります。あなたは私と一緒に来るでしょう。."

"地獄のように私は."

"私はあなたの反抗を予期していました。それが私があなたに最後通告を提示する理由です。私と一緒にマグニマールに来て、最終的にあなた自身から立派な女性を作りましょう。." 

"ちょうどそのように？"

"ちょうどそのように。"

"そして、あなたはあなたの富を誰に譲りますか？母は死んでいる、あなたはすでにツトを否認している、私はあなたが残した唯一の家族だ、あなたは年老いたばかだ !"

"私はすぐに私のすべての富がほこりに消えていくのを見て、それを彼女の嫌悪感で私を恥じ続けている娘に任せます."

"あなたとあなたの相続をファックします。私はここにいます。今、私の宿から性交を取得します。"

While you can't tell what either party said, that last comment by Ameiko seems to infuriate Lonjiku, as he tries to grab her by the hair to drag her from the tavern, but she dodges and brains him with her soupy ladle, spattering fish stock and potatoes all over his hair and outfit. This act of public defiance clearly wounds Lonjiku’s pride if nothing else, as  he sputters for a moment before finding his voice and uttering, “You are as dead to me as your mother." before moving to leave the tavern. 

The second Lonjiku tries to grab Ameiko, Rashimi's hand is on the hilt of her sword. When she successfully clubs him over the head, she makes an approving noise, and watches the man leave with narrowed eyes. "I should've challenged him when he called us amateurs," she grumbles.

Zelvos frowned a bit, but held up his hands in surrender and backed off, not wanting to further infringe upon the man's "freedoms", as it were. Once Ameiko came out at that, he took the opportunity to return to his seat and keep a passive eye on the conversation.

Shocked more than angered by turn of events, Zelvos sat there for a bit, before letting out a slightly hysterical sounding chuckle. "Somehow I doubt that would've gone well, Ms. Rashimi." He said, then got out from his seat and approached Ameiko with a concern look. "Uhmn.... A-are... are you gonna be alright?"

For a moment, Ameiko is close to tears after her father's cruel comment, but as he leaves, she picks up her ladle, inspects it, pulls a hair out of the mess, and says, “I’ll need a well-cleaned ladle now, since jackass stew’s not on the menu.” Many of the patrons laugh at that remark and Ameiko's spirits visibly rise at their approval. "I'm feeling better now, thank you." She says, before heading off to finish cooking the boar.

Kraig watches back and forth, the whole exchange between Ameiko and her father, muttering under his breath, "Family dysfunction is a dwarven rite o' passage, gla' t' see it's tha same everywhere."

After the exchange is over, Kraig will mosey over and pat Zelvos on the shoulder, "Don' take it teh' heart, Zelvos. Old codger's prolly fumin' 'bout somethin' else. 'As nothin t' do wit' yeh'."

"Wouldn't have gone well for him," Rashimi growls in response to Zelvo. She gives Ameiko a grin and thumbs-up before the young woman heads back to the kitchen.

Nina watches the whole exchange with a serious frown, her eyes seeming to flicker with a vibrant gold for a moment before she seems to sink down slightly in her seat. After a moment, she speaks towards Rashimi who can see the fading of gold returning to purple within Nina's eyes. "Kai strongly approves of whatever would have come from that battle. He definitely seemed a bit out of line. Even for being her father. Are dwarves always like that?" Her question seems more directed towards Kraig with a confused frown as she uncomfortably adjusts her silver hair behind one ear.

Zelvo nodded and smiled faintly to Ameiko. And though tempted, he refrained from trying to pry further before the woman left earshot. As soon as her back had been turned though all the same, the cleric yet cast his gaze earthward in lingering concern. Yet up it is again with Kraig's words of comfort. Words, however, that seemed to not pick up his spirits as much.

"Mayhaps... No, you're right. Yet even so, I don't think I helped matters much leading up to their, uhm... eventual 'talk'. And that's... that's gonna take some getting over." He admits with a pained grin. Despite his assurances, Rashimi's growled response would in a perhaps after brought leave a rueful smile on the cleric's mug. He then takes a calming breath, slaps his cheeks, and with his back straightened out declared, "Right. We should get back to our meal, eh Krieg? No need to let the entire day be ruined. Though, I think after wards I might stop by the temple again and offer some assistance." 

Nina: Kraig nods, “Aye, S’normal for Dwarf parents to be very strict and pushy with their wee ones. The belief is tha’ the strongest metals be forged under pressure and fire, and hammered into perfect shape. So parents, who want the most for their children push them mighty hard.” At that Kraig spaces out for a second, lost in a memory before taking a big swig, “I don’t agree with it, bu’ it’s wha’ we do, even with the baggage.”

Zelvo: “Aye, all tha’ needed said and done ‘tween those two is between those two.” Kraig waves to one of the hosts, ordering a round of drinks for the group, “Le’s relax and enjoy a moment, before something worse happens, eh?”

"Hmph," Rashi mutters. "The Tamiir-Quah do not believe in coddling, but there's a difference between pushing someone to do better and abuse. Family should be a mold helping you achieve your best self, not the enemy. One does not make a perfect blade simply by hammering at it." She reaches back to settle her hand on her clanky-ass pack.

You all head over to the cathedral to meet with Father Zantus. When you arrive, you see that he is speaking with Sheriff Hemlock. The sheriff stops the conversation and turns toward the rest of you when he sees you arriving. "Ah, I was just about to seek you out. Father Zantus noticed that the door to Father Tobyn's burial vault was hanging ajar and was reporting it to me. It's probably nothing, maybe a goblin that ran in yesterday during the commotion and got trapped at the absolute worst, but I'd still like it if you came along with me to survey the tomb."

Rashimi nods with interest. "Yeah, we can come along to look!"

Zelvo chuckled and scratched at the side of his face. "Yeah, sure, uh, sir. I mean, I had intended to help out however I could, but can't say I expected this. Still!" He took a moment to strap on his shield and sighing in relief in feeling it secured in place.

"Right then! Uh, I don't have much in me to channel greater miracles today, but I'm good to go. Though, uh, mn, if anyone that's going needs it, I could bestow at least one blessing that aughta make it easier see in the darker spots down there if they want it? Lasts only hour tho'." He offers, and if any accepts, he'd tap his forehead and draw out a bead of midnight blue light and tap it against those that wanted the blessing. The mote than fades away. 

--> Eyes of Night: Up to 3 creatures can be granted darkvision out to a range of 300 ft.  

Nina sheepishly raises her hand at Zelvo's offer, clearing her throat slightly. "We can do many things. Seeing in dark spaces is not one of them. I would appreciate the blessing if you're willing. Otherwise, I may end up firing spells in the dark. Which, admittingly, is not the best option."

Rashimi also volunteers for darkvision with a cheerful thanks to Zelvo as she flits back and forth in the air.

You all arrive at the cemetery and see that the vault in question is a 20-footsquare stone structure that stands near the wall.  The ground around the place is churned up as well. Zelvo and Kraig are able to perceive that many of the footprints are goblin prints, but some of them appear to have been left by a larger humanoid.

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