"Well, all of this is interesting and all, but who else is hungry?" asks Merrick brightly. "It's early afternoon, and mullberry pie season! We should be able to get some tasty ones at the market. Hopefully the zombies haven't gotten their fingers in them. Zombie thumbs in your pies? Yuck. Sounds like more of an Orcish stew if you ask me. But the pies are great. And maybe lemonade. I'm thirsty too. Who else is thirsty?"

Merrick, in danger of being bored already, starts looking around for market stalls.

"Yeah, lets eat, but first... There's a group of armed soldier rushing us..." He holds up Seven as a shield.

 "Eep! Soliders? Hm, they probably want to talk to someone responsible, and in charge, and that kind of thing. Not much really for us to do."

Merrick attempts to quietly disappear stealth: 26

"Ick, lordly duties call, eh Reach?" 

Muireach looks blankly, “Oh. That’s me, isn’t it? Ok... I’ll just... do something.” Muireach rights his posture, pushes his hair back a bit, and gives his best stoic look, a true contrast to Autumn’s demeanor. He calls out, “Gentlemen. What can we do for you.”

Merrick manages to hide behind a very conveniently placed barrel, which is close enough he can easily eavesdrop without rolling perception. How fortunate! 

The human and dragonborn guard have finally reached you. Up close, you realize the human of the pair is a rather tall woman. As in, taller than Dyoken. Her hair seems to be short or pulled completely into her cap. The blue dragonborn seems to be the one in charge, as he speaks first, "'ello! Jus' wanna thank ya faw ya 'elp in tha' figh'. We were in a half-inch." The dragonborn seems to fire off his words in rapidfire succession. He quickly points to Seven on Dyoken's shoulder, "Wai', is ya friend 'here okay? She looks lika bloody mess."

The human woman follows up the dragonborn's statements with what seems like a translation. It seems she is used to doing this for him, "The lieutenant thanks you for your service, citizens. Does your friend there require medical assistance?"

(Also, I think Shepherd Crossing guards will typically look like this: )

“We appreciate your thanks. It is simply our duty, as we were caught in unfortunate circumstances. Thank you for your concern of our... friend... However, her religion prohibits her from partaking of magical healing. It is best if she just rests. Isn’t that right, Dyoken.”

 "Oi', uh Plaine's mun! Ya 'nuh haw 'dis. Ya was righ' toidy holin' beck tha' mess 'swell. Name's Nogast." He holds out a hand. "Ya 'nuh ya kin cawl 'n me 'n mine 'nytime! 'Cept mebe th' 'ol timuh, 's 'bout 'n 'is lest leg." Dyoken lets out a hearty laugh grinning at the Dragon-Man.

To Muireach, "Her? Yeah she's fine. The old guy can patch her up with standard healin'" he whispers "an' he can do some of the magic too if she isn't lookin', if she gets in a rough spot." He adds, "Once she's all sorted we're plannin' to go see her dad!" Dyoken doesn't realize we are trying to be deceptive.

"Blimey! Chum ya from Aversham too? Nogast? Ya 'ave family in 'avershire? small wawld i' is ma'e," the blue dragonborn takes Dyoken's hand and gives it a hearty shake. "Jus' glad 'o see ya'r alrigh'. Name's Finley Griffi'hs, lieu'enan' ov course. Ya need any 'elp, come ge' me, alrigh'? If ya kin remember anythin' bout dis bout ye tell ol' Finley, yeah?"

 "Ye', Finley. Will do. First we gotta git 'er sawrted" he shifts Seven on his shoulder. "'aven't seen Aversham in'a long long tem. No family in the shire, jist stopped 'in a tem 'er two. Never sted 'n one place long, livin' 'n the plaines 'n dess'ts beyond" 

Muireach leans down to Vivi, “I think they are communicating, but I can’t tell...”

Vivi looks at Muireach and says, "I'unno either. I think they might be... Cursed..."

If no one else has anything to say to the coppers, they will be on their way back north to where many undead lay.

“Well, thank you both again. Please feel free to get in touch with us if you need something for whatever reason... Just find the old house on the outside of the city.” To the home base! Aka, Luthok’s House.

Dyoken follows Muireach back to his yard, err I mean, Luthok's yard, where Rocinante and Toadstool stand side by side like old men reminiscing on the past.

Luthok follows his compatriots, mumbling in a grouchy town. "Damn Avershamians, get back to yer own country." He trudges behind the party for a few more minutes until he realises where they're headed. "ARE WE GOING TO ME HOUSE AGAIN?!??!? WHY DO YE ALWAYS INSIST ON TRESPASSING ON MYYY PROPERTY?" By now, Luthoks complaining might be falling on deaf ears considering how much he complains on a regular basis. 

“Not our fault that none of us have a house... I mean, Merrick may, but I’m afraid that there’s two of them... could you imagine...”

You all seem to arrive without much hassle. Merrick is definitely able to grab some grub to stuff his face hole for a gold coin, though it seems the marketplace was in a tizzy as you all left it. Imagine that.

Assuming you are waiting for Seven to wake up, what are you all doing? Have you secured Seven or anything? 

DK finds those goods he'd gone after in the morning. (Stated as herbs and spices, playing on Luthok's comment about today's youth) but if possible, also berries, root vegetables, and probably a couple of fish, still fresh, swimming in a bucket (as described by the Wanderer feature). 

He dumps Seven on the ground by the fire pit, though no fire burns there now. He doesn't think to restrain her, but he wouldn't stop anyone else taking the precaution. (I assume they do.)

Wanderer:

(Luthok is a bit out on his own, so you definitely are able to find all these things. Let's say not too far from his house is a small lake, which is where you find your fish.)