"Think they wear those robes because they are really ugly or something?" Darnell mutters to Rumble cheerfully.

Rumble starts to chuckle, but catches himself. "Wouldn't know. But as there's this saying, right? Beauty is in the eyes of the beholder. Which, I guess make sense? Cause those guys are pretty big into treasures from what I've 'eard of 'em." 

Killian hushes Darnel and Rumble. "we don't want to disrespect our hosts, plus there doesn't seem to be an easy escape route here." Killian walks beside Dark and looks around the city and its people to get a handle on what type of civilization this could be. 

Perception : 7

Leojym looks for any symbol that matches the amulet found on the dead body in the desert.

Perception: 18

Thursday clutches the pouch with the shells tight, and tries to conceal some secretly.

Sleight of Hand: 10

Mara stays quiet as they look around the city, her eyes scanning the surrounding much like the others in her group.

Perception: 3

The party enters through the cavity in the wall into the city's interior. As the last one steps through, the stone seems to shift again, closing the gap behind them.

The city's buildings are quite basic in design, each appearing to be maybe two to three rooms each. As the party enters, they see that each of the citizens seems to stare as they approach, eyes of varying colours piercing through the shrouded face-masks of light cloth. There are around a half dozen buildings that appear to be slightly larger than the others, though not by much. There isn't any writing on the outside, but they have marks beside their entrances that seem to symbolise their purpose; the nearest one having a tankard etched by the doorway.

Leojym notes upon looking around that there are a few of the citizens that appear to wear similar amulets to that which they found. They are just visible between where the headpiece stops at the base of the neck.

If we are not being lead to anywhere in particular, Dark gestures towards the tankerd.  “I know what that normally means.  Is anyone wanting to stop in there?  Remember we are short on funds.”

"I do not partake in the alcohol but it may be a good place to learn more."  Mara said as she continued to stay close to Dark, raising her eyes to meet the looks of the people that lived in the city.

"Perhaps some of our party should accompany Dark to see this Lord while others investigate the local businesses. We could meet back there"  gesturing to the tankard building, "in what I assume is a tavern."

If no one has any objections to at least eventually going to see the Lord, Leojym will approach one of the guards and ask, "Excuse me, would you please direct the avatar to the Lord of this city?"

"Hmm perhaps leo. Not a bad idea, what say you and I join Dark along with Thursday and Mara. Rumble, Darnell and the kids can go to the tavern and wait for us there. Unless everyone wants to meet this lord" Killian asks the group for their input. While Leo asks a local the location of the lords house. 

"Unless this lord is in the business of providing medicine fer me and Leo's current issue, I could use a proper sit down somewhere." Rumble admits as much before again looking at one of the other passerbyes. "Plus who knows. Folk might just be willing to talk to us without a saint around there, if nowhere else, if only because they don't gotta put on airs, right?"  

“After we talk with someone and get our bearings. I’d love to slip away to a bathhouse and maybe pick up something... a little nicer than this” she gestures to her clothes. 

As the group discusses, the citizens of this place seem to notice the unique physiology of Darkwing. Several of them utter to one another, letting the others know. When Darkwing looks to them, the give him an unusual gesture. They cross their arms over their chest, bending each of their fingers to make their fingers attempt to mimic talons. They then bow to him, but never take their eyes off of him; their gazes are somewhat uncomfortable as it is hard to tell if it is out of admiration or fear.

Mara watches tnis, wishing she had her old equipment sp shendould take notes on the strange actions of the people that live in the small city.

In response to those who bow Dark lifts his wings slightly open and stares at each making the sign.  He slowly bows his body while maintaining eye contact.

”may the air bring you freedom from this world.  Please take me to your Lord.”  After saying this he lifts his chest to the sky any lets out a loud screech.  Wings tucked back in he waits to follow to their Lord.

(I think a Performance check with advantage is in order...)

"Rumble you're still not feeling better?, we should inquire about some aid to help you then. Thursday some new attire would be good", as since his growth spurt killians clothes have been tight. He then notices the odd display from the citizens towards Dark, then Darks own display and killian smirks a little. Trying to catch Darks eye nods in approval. Thinking to him self, 'This is either going to go really good or extremely bad' 

Dark Performance check 17

“Rumb, darling, come with me. I’ll take you to a healer if they don’t present one after Dark The Magnificent over here. Then maybe we can go get pampered a little after.”