Hansel chuckles as he turns to X'rax and motions to follow. "I'm liking you people more by the second." He runs to catch up to Arvam and Nessie. 

X'rax

X'rax begins to laugh. "First you stayed and talked all night long such that the X'rax feared dying of old age. Now you're in a panic to get going and start running around. I love this place." He starts jogging with Hansel towards the others.

Arvam comes to a halt a few paces behind Nessie, almost fussily tugging at his cloak to make sure its in place before pointing an accusing finger down her beak. "You- next time- don't just fly off like that. We don't know where you're going!"

Mouth pinched into a sour frown, he takes a moment to smooth his features back, settling on something pleasant and benign before adding, "We're doing this together, you can't just leave us behind." 

Then he takes a step towards the inn and holds the door open for her, before following her inside. Arvam would like to do a passing glance of the room, looking for any noticeably armed individuals, and any alternate exits.

Perception: 8

Hansel arrives and glances at his new friends. "I always enjoy a nice drink before setting out on a journey."  

He is also going to walk up to the bar and order a drink. 

Hansel, your drink costs 5 sp.

X'rax

X'rax will follow into the tavern. Unless there is a game of dragonchess ongoing he'll join Hansel at the bar and order a drink.

"Well, to the journey. You also never told me if you're a Hansel or the Hansel." He again throws his head back and uses his mage hand to pour the drink into his open mouth from above.

“...together...” Nessie says contemplatively. 

She then follows the two to the bar and is puzzled by X’rax’s question. “What is the difference?”

 X'rax

"Well a Hans would be one of many Hanses while the Hans would obviously be the only one, NESSIE." X'rax explains trying to get the pronounciation of her name correct.

Hansel pays the silver, then turns to X'rax "I go by Hansel, though The Hansel sounds nice. I've also been referred to as 'That Damn Hansel.'" 

Nessie nods slowly one time. "I think I might be a The Nessie..." thinking back at her now baron and empty village, she twitches here head side to side. "but how do you know there aren't more than one Nessie? What if in some far off land there is another? Am I a The Nessie until I meet them?"

"Oh, I know a Nessie... He-. Wait, was that his actual name?" A woman, sitting close to where the group was standing, on a table with only herself, and her back turned to them, speaks to herself, just loud enough for everyone in the party to hear, she thinks for a second on her own question, but when she notices that the party might've noticed, she clears her throat, and keeps looking down at the empty cup she's been holding on to, trying to see if they'll just forget it.

She gives one or two minutes, before she tilts a bit to the side, and looks at the group. "Hm, adventurers, right? ...I meant to ask, you are a group of adventurers, right? I heard you talk about a "journey", so that means...?" She looks a bit nervous, specially after she gave that first impression.

Nessie whips her neck around to look at the woman, "hello, are you from around here? we all sort of just met. Who are you? Nessie? I'm a Nessie? I'm not a The Nessie?"

The woman looks strangely at Nessie, confused by the Aarakocra's questions. "What? No. My name is not Nessie, it's Falynn, why did you think I would be called Nessie? I just said I knew a Nessie. But-, I don't know if that's the right name..." She takes a second to think, as she wonders again on what was the name of the person she's thinking about. "Oh, and answering your other question: no, I'm not from here, just staying in the inn for the night. I heard a call from aid warning me there was an unwanted plague nearby, and so I came."

Falynn has shoulder-length brown hair, and she's wearing a brown dress, designed as if it had various autumn's leaves flowing down from her waist in the floor's direction, her ears pop out from under her hair, distinguishedly elvish, hiding among the decorative plant ornaments. Her body posture still looks a bit tense.

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”oh. So I am a The Nessie after all!” She perks up and struts around with her chest out. “Nice to meet you. Falynn. We were hear looking for the law man. We heard about bandits in the area and are looking to take care of them, hopefully for a bit of shiny.”

Hansel bows at Falynn. "A pleasure to meet you," he says looking her over. "I am Hansel of Sune. We are going to Lance Rock, which is a day's journey." 

"Uhm, bandits? Lance Rock...?" As she ponders in it, trying to see what comes into mind, she repeats the words that bring the most interest to her. "Okay, you said Lance Rock, right? That sounds familiar, the plague I'm talking about, did any of you hear anything about it? I think the two things are related somehow..."

(At this point should I just assume you’re headed for the bandits?)

(I didn't say anything because I thought I'd be double posting, but since you asked, I was kinda expecting to interact a bit more. However, I do prefer to keep the plot going, so I'm fine with just going to look for the bandits right now, if no one else has nothing to add here.)

(I’m fine with interaction, but the posting’s going pretty slowly.  You could definitely do some on the road.)

(Of course, that's what I'm saying, if the party has any interest in keeping this interaction to actually introduce Falynn into the group, that would be perfect, but I'd prefer to go on to the next spot on the plot if they're not interested.)