"I don't have the patience to look for, nor brew, any tea. And those two," he points two the passed out barkeep and barmaid, "don't look like they're going to be any help at the moment, so I chose the easiest thing at hand.," Lucian replies in a low voice to Leo, hoping not to wake the two indicated employees. He finishes pouring the mugs of ale for himself and Ranlin. Looking back over his shoulder before moving out from behind the bar, he reaches into his coin purse and produces a couple of silver coins to cover the cost, setting them next to the ale taps. 

He walks over to Ranlin and sets one of the mugs in front of the halfling, then giving it a knock with his own. "Cheers, mate!" Hearing Coltra's quip about the "weather" Lucian bristles a bit then squirms uncomfortably being reminded of being cooked in his chain shirt, which is absent this morning. "Funny-man, huh," he mutters under his breath. He responds by just raising his mug toward the bard and gives him a smile that is trying to hide a sneer.

(Insight on Ranlin 16) Lucian goes along with whatever Ranlin implies about his frivolities with Phaedra. "Oh, yeah! I can only imagine!" He leans in eagerly towards the halfling and asks, "So, did you have to have a safe word, or did you just roll with the punches?"

OOC: Ranlin you need to PM Lucian/Saute and me your true intentions to the best of your abilities via Sautes's 26 insight roll!

The barkeep barely moves when the half-elf comes behind the bar but another human female appears however who seems eager to be around Coltra. She to move to the table to take orders standing near his chair with a big smile.

"Sorry, yesterday was a bit of a...hurriance in comparison to most nights around here," she says apologetically. "The Order does like to spread it out a bit among us taverns under their control because we just couldn't manage the lot of you every night," she adds sheepishly the apologizes again for the wait. "I'm afraid however its black coffee, ale, and a bit of porridge is all I have in my stores right now," she then explains with a sigh. "We served just about all we had over last evening and congratulations too," she says brightly.

After taking orders the girl moves quickly to get the good and drink and return with it. After the party has had their fill of merge offerings Tyburn comes from one of the rooms leaning on the balcony looking down over the tavern floor at the table the party is gathered. Phaedra appears just behind him with a soft smile wearing a purple set of leathers and a black cloak from the Order. Tyburn seems reluctant to leave the upstairs area but Phaedra manages to make the hulking half-orc move more hurriedly once she leaves his side for tavern below. When she reappears you notice she's no longer a Drow but a silver-haired elf with bluish tinted skin, she looks more like a moon elf than anything. It seems being a Drow is something she keeps....close to her chest.

"I see breakfast has been eaten and we're ready to leave this place for good," Phaedra says with a pretty grin. "Save your coins now too they've been paid and let's be on our way," she adds moving towards the front doors.

OOC: I will assume everyone takes their gear but the Silver Sail isn't going to be a base of ops.

Phaedra

Moon Elf                                                                                                                            As Drow

Tyburn

Leo eats his meal of porridge and black coffee in silence mostly, he listens to the others banter, enjoying the back and forth of the more talkative members of his new group. After he finishes Leo excuses himself to head back to his room to ready his gear for the day, before he is halfway to the steps Phaedra and Tyburn enter, Leo waits and listens intently until Phaedra finishes. “I will be just a moment” says Leo before heading upstairs and quickly grabbing his backpack and weapons before meeting the others at the front doors.

Coltra favours the barmaid who seems to be paying him more attention than the rest with a long appraising look as he moves towards his room "Duty calls, thank you for the breakfast, I hope I'll be able to return and see what else is on offer here soon." he whispers with a wink, then he heads upstairs, quickly dons his armour and cloak and descends with his pack ready to head out with Phaedra and the others.

Ready to go Dekket leans against the door while the others get ready. 

“I like it more when you look more like.. “ he moves his hand from head to toes of Phaedra “... like yourself, suits you more than all of this.. candor “ he says smiling at her.

Before Lucian makes his way upstairs to retrieve his belongings, he too has some words for the barmaid. "So, my friend there has a good heart," he says motioning to the room that Coltra entered. He places his hand on his medallion to Mystra, "As his cleric, however, I feel I would be doing you a disservice if I didn't advise you against falling for his charms....," leaning in a bit closer, he lowers his voice, and begins gesturing with a hand near his groin,  "well...at least until things...you know...get cleared up. He has come to me with some rather concerning symptoms that may take some time to treat." He backs away and slightly shivers with revulsion. He places a hand on her shoulder and shakes his head in, "I'm sorry, I just felt I had to say something." 

He then turns and hurries up the stairs, trying to hide his mischievous grin. He quickly gathers his things, donning his chain shirt and cloak. He snatches up his pack and exits the room. Feeling pleased with himself, he almost skips down the stairs back to the common room. As he passes the barmaid again he gives her an embarrassed nod and moves on to the door. Seeing Tyburn standing behind Phaedra near the door awaiting them he smacks the half orc on the back. "Whadda you say there, Ty...ready to go find some more flowers?" 

The barmaid seems forlorn the party is moving on but then when she hears Lucian's whispered comments about Coltra she quickly exudes herself from the party to clear away the meal with a worried look!

Meanwhile Phaedra chuckles at Seller. "As a handsome man yourself but still a little worrying," she adds gesturing to his horns, "I prefer to stand out as a pretty but forgettable face," she retorts with a wink at Dekket before Tyburn grumbles under his breath and glares.

Tyburn is then distracted by Lucian's reappearance.

"No flowers today friend," Tyburn has gruffly, " its more along the lines of settling accounts," he adds but does not go into more detail than that.

Once the party has reassembled with their gear Phaedra makes another announcement. 

" The Guild has tasked me to take you on a little errand. We'll will be traveling around to certain shops and taverns in the area just making sure everyone knows that Medusa still watching and if they'd like to donate a coin or two we'll be obliging to take it on their behalf," Phaedra explains as Tyburn cracks his knuckles.

"A little more skullduggary than you're use to Phae," Tyburn comments with a smirk.

"Seems my bet in Ranlin was a little too good to be true for some of our bretherns comfort," Paegdra explains with a sigh. "But I mean halflings are the lucky of us all! It was the safest bet of my life," she adds smiling at Ranlin as she leads the party from the Silver Sail.

The city streets are calm in the early morning mini shopkeepers are rolling out carts to display their wares. Kiosks of goods are being put up near the dockside and you can see in the distance tall ships pulling into harbor. Some ships however are anchored away from the shore. The most curious sight you see however is Phaedra and Tyburn who move through the crowds like a wave. The people are polite and move out of their as well as your way. No one dares remain in the Orders path at the dockside but they take a sharp left out from the dockside headed inland.

OOC: We'll be taking a random way through the city with certain coin limits per area. I am currently constructing a map. Please stand by... Great role-playing guys!!

 The tiefling follows them with the hood over his head and horns, so he can protect his red eyes from the glare of the sun at the water. This kind of work wasn’t in his mind when he decided to join, but then again he has to start somewhere.

As the group makes their way through the streets, Lucian take the time to get to know the tiefling that he didn't see in n the arena. "Hello there," he puts his hand out, "Lucian here. I didn't see you in there...though I suppose I didn't see much since I went down pretty quick." He gives a week laugh and a nod towards Coltra.

Coltra makes his way along with the others, taking more of an interest in the area and its people than of his companions and their interactions, he does say "But here you are, healthy and whole, and able to tell the tale, most people don't get that chance" to Lucian as he overhears him talking to Dekket about the trial in the arena. 

Any attractive young women are greeted courteously but he also has kind words for the elderly too, he avoids children though where possible. After a little while, seemingly bored of being everyone's friend he settles into a quieter state when he seems lost in his own thoughts. 

Dekket shakes Lucian hand 

“Pleasure to meet you. I was a little late to the party “ he says smiling “ but I am sure that we will have time to know each other well.” 

Leo slows slightly so he is walking with Ranlin “you should not worry so much, sure a few the guys might hold a small grudge but we all went in knowing what was happening that night, I was one of those who failed and yet the Order saw a use for me” Leo runs his hand along the sliver thread of his cloak “I can’t speak for everyone but I believe each of us wanted this” his finger taps the panel where the Orders Insignia is hidden “each of us fought to join as every member before us did and I believe none of us would risk that membership by harming the others” Leo is quiet for a moment “but your right, I don’t trust you Ranlin, you won because of your skill, this act you have where you pretend otherwise, well let’s just say I don’t think anyone’s buying it, certainly not Phaedra” Leo smiles “but then you already knew that didn’t you”

Dekket smiles “The words of a true leader. No worries, no grudges here. “ he moves his hand to rest importance to the topic. “That was last night, it’s time to get over it.” He then seems distracted by something in his left and seconds later he returns his attention to the grupo but speaks only to Phaedra

“The problem was the motivation you know? I mean,  entering the Orde was important enough to enter the Arena of course, but If I had knew that the winner would catch your eye for the rest of the evening... with the proper motivation a man can do incredible things...”

"I'm glad some of you have decided to take the trisl for what it's meant, a test to weed out the unworthy..." Phaedra calls out pausing the party in the street just before entering a large bazaar. "Moving forward to Order talk," she adds next with a grin. "These are the shall we say blissfully ignorant Sul Na Marians who thinks we're just a pest," she adds next moving her hood up as Tyburn does the same.

The two lead the party towards a large tavern and inn with an impressive exterior and sign that reads, Travelers Respite. Phaedra holds the group at the door however...

"They owe us a fee months of protection money. It seems the folks you replaced collected for themselves and not the order," she explains with a smirk. "Moving forward you run the show. Tyburn and I are...monitoring your progress with the Order's assignments. Suceed here and gain a better rank, fail and you'll be guardian caravans and our posts until Sune visits Sup again..." she adds smirking.

Phaedra then passes through the door that Tyburn holds for her releasing it on the first party member entering behind him...

OOC: Party objective to retrieve $50 gold through persuasion or intimidation of tavern keeper. Group decision with strategy sorted out before entering the tavern. How do you proceed?

Lucian cocks his head to the side and raises a finger in question. "Uh...Excuse me, ma'am," he nervously clears his throat, and begins to whisper as he follows Phaedra through the door, "not to be questioning your wisdom, but if someone stole the previous fee shouldn't we be going after them? I mean the poor guy here all ready paid, right?" He pulls his hood up immediately after his questions.

“Well even if the guy has it seems a waste of resources to me. We could collect it but next fee will probe difficult for him to provide and it’s easy to turn from protectors to thugs even if they don’t know how much we do for them and they don’t deserve us. “ Dekket srughs his shoulders “but then again who I am to question my superiors? Let’s see guys. Who wants to do the talking and who will threaten to beat the shit out of them if they don’t comply? I would suggest that Coltra and me try to be smooth and if that doesn’t work then Ranlin And the rest of you spellscasters could show them why we are to be feared.” 

“I believe in this instance overt violence will not serve us well, Dekket you are correct on those that should take the lead however I believe the rest of us should be a silent threat, hoods up, hands resting on weapons blocking exits. The Order is known and its reputation should mean those within will not challenge us unless their hands are forced allowing for Coltra and yourself to impress upon the tavern keeper his situation, the Order however will look upon us poorly should this lead to bloodshed or the death of a client.”

Leo looks to the others to see their response, while he waits he will pull up his hood.

Dekket nods in agreement 

“ Nobody gets over their heads here... no blood needs to be spill.” 

Leo nods in thanks to Dekket “Coltra, Ranlin, I would hear your thoughts as well, this only works if we are all in agreement”