Rick heads out looking for Khond. If he passes by the docks he'll look for friend Maziar as well.

Otherwise he'll just ask people if they saw a short centaur go by.

Khond Acrobatics: 10

15 (3)

The brute tries to shove at Khond, but... Obviously, is even more drunk than he might appear at first, and the answer to that question is "very". The shove almost has him stumbling, without ever even touching Khond.

Kit starts to draw her sword, intending to slip the blade between the drunk and the centaur as a more pointed* warning, but upon seeing the drunk's ineptitude she quickly slides the blade home. She's curious to see how this plays out...

*Smiling slightly at her own pun

"You're clearly far too drunk, sir, to be thinking any of that is possible.  Go take a seat, and mind your own self."

"Where do we meet this Pallen in the morning?"

"I'm not supposed to give out advertisements for specific shops. Some merchants will start getting pissy if they hear I refer to one of them in particular," the dwarf starts with answering Breldo, but quickly continues. "With that said, you should find everything you need on the market," he says, them currently so close to the market street in question he feels no need to point it out specifically.  "If you need something forged or custom made, check the proper stores off at the sides of the street, but otherwise stalls off to the side should have all you need. For rations specifically... Fish is definitely the cheapest. Can't carry it fresh obviously, but if you head in direction off the docks you'll find preserves too. Then just add up to it from other stalls. Maybe grab a healers kit, if none of you have one? Just a friendly suggestion."

He finishes, watching to see if there'd be a question for anything specific, then flashes a quick smile at his fellow dwarf's astute question.

"They agreed to meet up in front of the building here. So I'll be present if there are any last-moment issues as well."

---

It takes Rick a while, but it is not exactly hard to track down a "pony man"- Those people that he did pass having no doubt taken notice, and a fair few of them being able to continue pointing him in the right direction, until he eventually gets his destination. Turns out his quarry is performing at a tavern! So that's how it is, then? He had to run off so fast just because he has to go play a nose flute or something? How barbaric! 

He'd arrive just in time to see the beginnings of this apparent bar brawl- And a brute of a man try to shove away at Khond. Just a quick appraisal of the situation seems to have the heavy-set man in question be the aggressor, if only judging by his drunken sway. Very drunk, in fact, judging by how he utterly fails to move his pony man, and the strapping young lad he spots behind him even moves their hand off their blade. A snicker spreads through the establishment at the blatant failure, and Khond soon delivers some judgemental words.

This, of course, would only have ended under the assumption that the man was in any capacity sober enough to take the loss, get up, and leave with what was left of his integrity. The man was clearly far too drunk for such a rational action.

"You son of a *****," is all he mutters, getting up, sizing up alongside Khond.

From his perspective, the Tabaxi is the only one who notices the man's hand gliding down his side, and gripping the dagger on his belt.

Rick shakes his head in distaste at having been left on a sinking ship so the ponyman can perform.

On seeing the fight he looks around for a seat with a good view, preferably with people already sitting at the same table or nearby and say,

"Rick bets a silver the ponyman will be winning the fight!"

He looks around for takers.

"Not looking for endorsements, just options. New to town, and all that. Cheers. See you in the morning.", Breldo will give the other two a shrug as he heads out to see what wares can be found about town.

Attack: 24 Damage: 7

Slick decides the best course of action is to move to the side, immediately asking some people in the corner if they'd like to place bets. The initial response telling.

"What, against the centaur? No chance- Might be small, but he's still-"

His words are cut off when with an almost primal cry, the thug pulling out his dagger proves far more effective than his shoves earlier. His dagger meets Khond far more effectively than his fists could have, as he takes seven damage.

"...You're on-"

---

"Oh of course, of course. Still, the sentiment stays mostly the same," the dwarf nods as he bids the group goodbye for now.

"All right new friends, we will meet here in the morning and start our new little side job."

With a smile and a nod he heads out, heading to his home for the evening, wondering what his mother might have made for supper tonight.  

And with that thought, he decides to stop off quickly at one of the food carts and pick up some special sweet treat for supper, with the new coins in his pocket.   He will look for some pastry type item made with some type of berry as an ingredient.

"Sounds good. You know the shops enough to have a suggestion of where to start beyond what he shared? Looking for some more bolts, maybe armor and rations...", Breldo will ask.

Seeing the flash of the dagger, Kit draws her longsword and intervenes.

(Initiative 10)

Rick grins and says,

"Rick still mostly thinks the ponyman can not be a disappointment!"

He'll turn and yell,

"Kick him ponyman! Rick put money on ponyman not losing!"

Nuria nods to Oren then looks at Breldo. Clearly the halfling is just as unfamiliar with this area as she is, but he seems to know how to prepare for....quests, perhaps she should stay follow him around a bit. Then she can get an idea of what kinds of things she should buy for herself...if any.

Khond Initiative: 6

4

 Khond looks at the knife planted firmly in his torso, surprise evident on his face.  While his fellow performer draws her own weapon and engages, he instead opts not to add more weapons to a brawl.  If the man's still standing by the time Khond has gathered his senses, he rears up and kicks out at the drunkard, hoping not to cause too much harm.

Hooves Attack: 4
Hooves Damage: 5

Kit thrusts her sword at the drunk with a one-handed grip before bring the blade up into a proper two-handed stance.

Attack 6

Damage 11