Milotva stands as introductions are being made and takes a small bow, "I am Milotva, scion of House Kundarak, well met all of you. Like many in my house I specialize in Security, whether it be getting through it, or setting it up to protect those in my charge"

"Well, now that everyone is formally introduced you may take some time here at the Guild House to do some additional research. Again, time is of the essence, friends. Be safe on your Quest." She will stand up from her desk and walk to the office door and open it wide. "Until the next dawn may the Flame guide your path through the darkness."

Erthor looks around, stands up and walks back in to the guild hall.

With a growl of dismissal, White Fang goes into the Hall as well. He smells the Kalashtar. Pungent. He snarls to greet him and says: "What do you know about the Cyran Front?"

"I suggest a trip to Morgrave University to talk to this scholar who has predicted the event to come, if we can get a more steady timeline then we may be able to shake something else free. Would anyone care to accompany me?" Milotva says addressing the group as they clear out of the room, while doing so however he tips his hat and gives a nod to Kara. 

Wes sighs as everyone leaves. “This is why I work with animals. At least they understand the concept of staying and working together. You know. Coming up with a game plan not just splitting off.” 

“I am Vrailin d´Lyrandar “ she says as a proper introduction to all “ Pleased to meet your aquitance. “ 

“Your mount... well I wish to be captain of an air galleon my friend, but we don’t always get what we want, don’t we? The Lighting Rogue is not as big as I would like. I hope your mount fits in the cargo hold, not a big cargo hold though. If not I guess that she can remain at the Guilds stables... “ she looks to Kara for confirmation on that last part. 

“Wait wait “ she says to the already splitting party “ Wes is right, we should at least sit together at a table and decide what are we going to do... “ 

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With a growl of dismissal, White Fang goes into the Hall as well. He smells the Kalashtar. Pungent. He snarls to greet him and says: "What do you know about the Cyran Front?"

“Those dreadful villains that attacked the Lightning Rail Station? Not too much, other than they don.t seem to know what they want. Attacking innocent civilians in the heart of Sharn, the shame!” He says to you as he sips a drink from a cup. “Is there something else I can help you with, Fang? I am quite busy.”

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Wes sighs as everyone leaves. “This is why I work with animals. At least they understand the concept of staying and working together. You know. Coming up with a game plan not just splitting off.” 

Kara looks down at the young adult halfling and she smiles, “You are wise, aren’t you, Wes.” She says it more as a statement of fact than a question. With that she walks back into her office and starts going over the boards again, muttering to herself while scribbling in her notebook.

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Squeezing through the doorway, Tiny made his way back into the hall, where he took up his spot in the corner. Pulling out his sketchbook, he resolved to finish the image he'd been working on.

Give me a Dex+Proficiency roll with Advantage (for Tiny’s art supplies). Let’s see how Tiny’s masterpiece is coming out...

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“I am Vrailin d´Lyrandar “ she says as a proper introduction to all “ Pleased to meet your aquitance. “ 

“Your mount... well I wish to be captain of an air galleon my friend, but we don’t always get what we want, don’t we? The Lighting Rogue is not as big as I would like. I hope your mount fits in the cargo hold, not a big cargo hold though. If not I guess that she can remain at the Guilds stables... “ she looks to Kara for confirmation on that last part. 

“Wait wait “ she says to the already splitting party “ Wes is right, we should at least sit together at a table and decide what are we going to do... “ 

You can see that there’s room for everyone at the table in the corner where a not so tiny Warforge is sitting. 

“Cola is not going in a cargo hold.” Wes says to the half-elf before he stomps off to the table that the Warforged is sitting at. 

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“Cola is not going in a cargo hold.” Wes says to the half-elf before he stomps off to the table that the Warforged is sitting at. 

((OOG lolz... there might be room on the deck...lol ))

White Fang leaves the Kalashtar alone and goes joining the group at the table.

"Not many useful individuals here. I suggest we accompany the dwarf with smoky breath at the place with a lot of books."

Erthor watches everyone file over to Tiny's table and follows suit taking a seat next to the Juggernaut.

"We agree with White Fang..." and the shrub seems to nod in agreement.

Milotva joins the others, and upon hearing White Fang's remark checks his breath. Finding it to be..a little pungent he pulls a small polished wooden disc with a hole through it from his wand holster, cups it in his hand, mouths a few words and then quickly pops it in his mouth. The now mint flavored wooden disc will aid in freshening his breath. 

Wes just shakes his head at Fangs way of putting it but says aloud “I agree. Let’s go visit the Professor to learn more about the prophecy. And then either set out to New Cyre of Ghalt where the contacts are.”