Jorin seems quite confused by Quillary's question.  He repeats the last part back quietly, "So that the range may continue...No, I do not think the tunnels weaken the mountain itself.  It is of stone and earth, it endures."

Quillary lets out a little "Hm" and lets it lie.

Black Bart and Fanny (the Fair) watch the conversation, a bit confused. Bart opens his mouth to talk, but a fierce stare by Quillary makes him pause, close his mouth, and shrink into his coat.

Fanny gives a small shrug, which causes the wagon to rock, considering the tight quarters and her prodigious size. "You folk don't look like regular army. Or even irregular army. How did a bunch of civilians get a ride on a military transport?"

Quillary looks up at Fanny from her seat next to the bulky Pascal. "A lack of volunteers among the enlisted led to us being hired for gold to do the job... are you not on the same task?"

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Fanny gives a small shrug, which causes the wagon to rock, considering the tight quarters and her prodigious size. "You folk don't look like regular army. Or even irregular army. How did a bunch of civilians get a ride on a military transport?"

 “Plus we also helped save a Lord from a... uhhh...” Pascal makes tentacles on his face with his fingers, “Squid man thing. That was a day.”

At the mention of the mind flayer, Jorin growls under his breath and spits on the floor of the cart. 

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At the mention of the mind flayer, Jorin growls under his breath and spits on the floor of the cart. 

Fanny looks at Jorin.

"I understand the sentiment, but we're stuck here for the next 2 days. Next time, spit outside."

Fanny responds to Pascal: "A lord, huh? That makes sense, why the higher ups would give you guys a ride and gold for something a grunt is expected to do. Good for you."

Then responds to Quillary: "Dunno, you haven't said what your task is. I didn't think there was anything dangerous going on in Amphail... While everyone else is preparing for Howldown, and the chance for glory and promotion, someone had to open his mouth at the wrong time, and get both of us assigned to town patrol for the next 2 tendays."

(Bart is about to protest, but he shrinks back as Quillary gives him another withering look.)

DM:

OOC > It's not that Quillary actively dislikes full-blooded elves, she just has no time for their frippery, but I'm gonna roll with it. I assume since Q put it in the public post, everyone has noticed.

Quillary looks to Hildi at his quiet question. "I do not, it is the opinions of elves I have little time for."

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OOC > It's not that Quillary actively dislikes full-blooded elves, she just has no time for their frippery, but I'm gonna roll with it. I assume since Q put it in the public post, everyone has noticed.

(OOC: Thanks for the clarification. I was misinterpreting it. But it only requires a little ret-con.

Bart is a little too clean, a little too dainty, and he's got a smug face that seems like it should be slapped. Quillary doesn't see a warrior, but a frolicking elf who only talks a good game. She also picked up that Fanny is a bit annoyed at Bart (Insight proficiency), even before the reason was given. Quillary could try to hide her distaste for this guy, but in this case, just a little bit of intimidation seems appropriate...)

What does Quillary see with Pascal?

OoC - lol!!

Quillary glances up at Pascal, but whatever she sees in her head is a mystery...

Hildigrim looks even more confused by Quillary's answer, but decides to ponder it longer before pursuing more information.

Bart is sulking in the corner.

Since you've finished talking with Fanny, she pulls a cap over her eyes, and settles back for a nap.

(OOC: Was there more you wanted to do during the trip? Or should I push forward to Amphail?)

I'm ready for Amphail.

Quillary will settle comfortably in her spot wedged between the sideboard and Pascal. 

I’m like heated leather seats

At the evening of the 2nd day of travel (which I believe is Nightal 9), the wagon pulls into Amphail. The wagon was driven as fast as could be sustained, so everyone is a little queasy from motion sickness and muscle aches. Drusk survived the first day riding with Stinky Peat, but absolutely refused to be in the front on the second day. Although drawing lots randomly was an option, it was easier to vote that Black Bart ride in front on the second day. (That was his fault for getting Fanny mad at him, and failing to get on Quillary's good side.) There was a fair amount of traffic on the Long Road, but the other travelers give your wagon some space. (Probably a combination of military transport going at high speed, and not wanting to be downwind from Peat.)

The village of Amphail (link for background info) has under a thousand occupants. It was named for Amphal the Just, one of the early Waterdeep warlords. It is known for farming (food for Waterdeep) and horses. Normally, you would notice the horse smell and complain about it, but your olfactory sense hasn't recovered from the recent ride.

Bart and Fanny report to the lieutenant in Amphail. He greets you next, reading your orders. You get to rest in the local inn tonight, and in the morning will be loaned hoses (Amphail Grays) for the ride east. The inn is disappointing  after staying in places like the Yawning Portal, but you are grateful for a soft bed before more horse-riding tomorrow.

(OOC: Anything you want to do while in Amphail, before the journey east?)