"Yes, I am a Ranger. Just got some time for myself to treat after an adventure." A smile forms on her lips. "I'm Ellayne. Nice to meet you, Wade."

Onyx takes his 5th and final round at the board. 

Dart 1: 8

Dart 2: 17

Dart 3: 15

"Another 20 points, that's 109 for me, and 62 for you, last chance better make it count. you'll need 48 points to beat me" Onyx smiles as Despair as he passes off the darts in this friendly game.

"Ellayne. that is a good name, so what did you do on your last adventure?"  Wade asks with interest

"Why, thank you." A pause to think where to start. "Fought against the bandits in a jungle... Successfully escaped and now, here I am to have some drinks and foods." Ellayne smiles slightly, already feeling exhausted by just thinking of that event. "It was a long night."

"oh, I completely understand I have spent weeks on a ship, heading to the next island and I know how long fights can just leave you drained of your energy. I remember my first bandit fight, those guys were jackasses.

Main Hall

Jeanneux the gnome watches the match continue between the two dartsmen, keeping a keen eye at each throw.

"Yeah, come in. If it's on his tab, I gues syou can order what you want." Ragella says to the newcomer, Ellayne. She looks to Wade, "So, what's the poison?"

"Dragon bile usually but I'll just have some wine."  Wade replies to Ragella. 

"Well, alright. Hardly going to get 46 though."

Dart #1: 21

Dart #2: 6

Dart #3: 22

"Eighty-two. Nice game, you deserved the win." Despair shakes Onyx's hand ruefully. Sleight of Hand: 12 Despair takes Onyx's wallet/money pouch/whatever and inserts a card with 

Stealing your money was easy. Come on. I gave it back, but you got to work on that security! -Despair

As Onyx notices, "Now that's someone unskilled at thieving. Still, well done for catching me," *shakes hand* Sleight of Hand: 27 Despair does the same thing again.

Onyx's passive perception is 14,so before you could actually take my belongings and give them back, with the hand shaking yours I pull you close to me in a jerking motion stare straight into your eyes and say, "Thieves get a special kind of treatment in these here parts, you should think twice before trying anything like that again!" 

Advantage on perception being onyx now knows you are a thief. 

perception: 18

As onyx walks back to the bar keeping on eye on despair, he goes to order another drink and instead of coin pulls the card out. Enraged onyx says to Raggy "hun looks like theres a thief amongst us, and I won't be made a fool of." Onyx turns draws his short sword rushes despair and with the blunt end of the pommel strikes despair in the back of the head to attempt to knock him out. 

Nonlethal attack: 14

Nonlethal damage 8

"Then, I would like an ale and... Do you perhaps have a berry pie?" Ellayne asks sheepishly with a small smile.

"Ooo, berry pie. that is a good call Ellayne."  Wade says as he look to the fight breaking out. "Hmm, seems like someone got caught with their hands in the cookie jar."

"Oh, they are always great. And, thank you for your compliment on my choice of food." Ellayne smiles for a brief moment before she looks to the fight breaking out as a gasp of surprise escape from her lips. "... Oh, my, that never ends well."

"Huh, judging by how this place acts, this won't get to far, plus if it gets to out of hand, i'll step in."  Wade smiles and sips some of his wine. 

Main Room

"Berry pies? Well we usually have a fresh stock of different berries. Let's see, there should be blueberry, blackberry, raspberry, and strawberry available." Ragella tells Wade and Ellayne. She then looks over to the potential fight about to ensure. "Hey, no bar brawls!" She calls out to Despair and Onyx. "You want to settle any fights, you can take it outside!"

"I'll have strawberry pie, I guess."  Wade replies

Main Room

"Strawberry Tarts, Sloth!" Ragella calls to the kitchen. She then returns her attention to Onyx and Despair, "Now, are you going to settle this like gents or am I going to have to intervene?"

Upstairs

Nia has returned to the broom closet. She checks through the doorway and the room appears to be dead again. There is debris strewn all over the floor and no initial sign of the creature. (Quick Perception check to try and find it is in order, methinks.)

She sigh deeply as she takes a good look around, then begin cleaning up before taking the small wooden box Ragella asked also for.
And then getting all of the stuff downstairs. 

Perception: 11

The tavern door swings open and a thin high-elf walks through.  A dark cloak hangs over him, though it does little to obscure to bulk of leather armor underneath.  As he crosses the threshold of the door, he pulls the hood down revealing light skin and spun gold hair that falls to his shoulders.  The perpetual youth of his elven features does little to hide the weariness in his eyes.

He brushes the cloak aside and checks the coin pouch on his belt.  On his left hip is a shortsword riding in a dark leather scabbard.  The scabbard is worked with intricate designs of dragon scale.  The hilt of the sword is undersized with a coppery hue to the metal.  Its grip is wrapped leather with a brilliant green emerald inlayed in the pommel. 

The leather of his breastplate however, would be unremarkable except for its dilapidated state.  In fact, all of his armor looks to be at odds with the sword on his hip.  It seems cobbled together from various sets in order to make a whole.  It is battered and worn with deep scratches and abrasions. 

Seemingly content with the contents of the coin pouch, he quickly eyes the room before taking a seat at the bar.  He puts both elbows on the counter and with a long, relieved sigh says, "Whiskey please, neat."