“Oh, no, I think I’m pretty clear on what it does. Stab ‘em with the pointy end and all that!” Jambiya looks to take the dagger back. “Besides, if I’m having to stab something, It’s all gone wrong anyhow. Thank you.”

Assuming she gets the dagger back, she sheathes it and goes to hang out with Erric until the others are done. She nods politely to the other adventurers.

"Oh," the human says, with a chuckle, "it's actually 'Hawk' now." The dragonborn closes her eyes briefly, appearing a little exasperated. "Just ... Hawk," the one formerly known as Blade finishes limply.

Tarrhak smiles. "We were successful in locating the gnolls," she says, changing the subject. She turns to watch Jambiya walk up.

"We sure did," Hawk continues. "Strangest thing. We're pretty sure somebody was camping with them."

Tarrhak gives Hawk a look with narrowed eyes, but the human doesn't seem to notice.

20 7

Ebokk, you casually follow the two elves around the store, but they don't stay much longer at all, and they never again talk loudly enough for you to hear what they are saying. They leave fairly quickly without buying anything, leading you back up to the front near where the others are.

"You changed your name?" Maldorn asks, hoping to get some clarification on what he thinks is quite a strange development. 

-> Insight check to try to figure out what up with the name change: 12 

“Camping? That’s weird. They were dead when we left them.” Erric says, and then tips his cap and continues playing what he’s planning to be his last song. He builds to a very satisfying crescendo and ends in a spread-legged stance that could be a split if he was wearing different pants. Then he looks up for a proprietor when they are clear of customers, and grins, and nods, and raises his eyebrows in the international sign of “now wasn’t that amazing?!”

Ebokk watches as the elves leave and shrugs. Must of been nothing. 

Then walks back to the others and sees the adventurers they met before. Well hello again. Good to see you made it in one piece. 

Ebokk will listen to the conversation from there

Jambiya looks up at the adventurers, as the party comes back together in the shop. "Oh, hey it's you guys! You survived your adventure! That's great!" She is, as you might expect, excited to meet fellow adventurers.

Lerus, when you met them before, he said he didn't like his real name and has been trying new names. Hawk is his latest attempt.

Your amazing insight (for Lerus only):

Tarrhak and Hawk look at Erric. "What?" Hawk asks, clearly confused.

"You saw the camp?" the dragonborn asks, also confused.

Instead of responding, Erric brings his song to a grand finale, and there is an awkward pause before his friends and the two other adventurers feel obligated to clap because most everyone else in the store begins to applaud.

The man in the blue robe comes over with a bright smile. "That was fantastic!" he cheers. "I've never had so many new customers at once before." He looks around the Shining Knight, his face aglow with pride. He looks back at Erric. "I have something for you as payment." He reaches into his robe and pulls out a gold bracelet. "Someone commissioned this, but the enchantment got a little out of control, so it doesn't work quite like they wanted, and they refused to buy it. It's not something just anyone would want, so I'm willing to let you have it to say thank you. I still think it could come in handy for you." He goes on to explain that the wearer is immune to being petrified. He says it also does some other magic upon command, but that is where the enchantment went awry, and he doesn't suggest accessing those abilities.

“Maybe we’ve been talking about two different groups of gnolls?” Erric says with a shrug and a smile, just before finishing. 

Erric thanks the man in the blue robe for the offer of the bracelet, and looks at it. He definitely has to ask what the other enchantment was, because who knows, he might be able to use the uncontrolled effect some time, and after all, he has to know what not to do if he wants to avoid accessing it by accident!

After thinking to himself for a moment and then taking the time to applaud Erric, Maldorn turns to Hawk: "Was't there a third member of your posse?"

Jambiya nods, "Oh, right, there was! Are they... okay?" she asks, eyes wide.

Erric, unless you really want to ask, you do know that spending an hour with the bracelet will reveal its abilities to you. But you can ask if you really want to.

"Elisen," Hawk says. "Sure, she's fine. I s'pose." He looks at Tarrhak. "Did you see her this morning at the hall?"

"No," the dragonborn responds, "but I think I heard she was immediately given another job."

"The guild keeps us busy," Hawk says, pride shining through his mock fatigue.

"Anyway," Tarrhak says, "the gnolls you saw may have been part of the group we tracked to camp."

"There were probably 25 or 30 of them," Hawk adds.

Tarrhak gives her human companion the side eye. "But our task was to track them down, so that's what we did. Others may be sent to dispatch them."

"How many did you kill?" Hawk asks, looking at the party with an interested smile.

“It was four, or five, maybe? And one was really big,” Jambiya says, looking around for a suitably tall thing. “Like as tall as that shelf.”

Maldorn continues to listen more than he is speaking, but will shoot a question here and there: "Can you remind us of the name of your guild, Squawk?"

"Oh, yeah," Hawk says, nodding approvingly to Jambiya. After Maldorn asks his question, the young human lets out a single bark of laughter. "Squawk! That's pretty funny."

Tarrhak answers the man, ignoring her companion's mirth. "We're with the Order of the Burning Dawn. I'm in my seventh year. Hawk here joined recently."

"Are you in a guild?" Hawk asks.

"Nah, my fathers never felt it was a good idea, they were fine on their own, so I haven't given it any thought," Jambiya says nonchalantly. "But those gnolls hurt Snap," her eyes turn dark, "And that doesn't happen."

Thats a lot of gnolls Ebokk replies to Hawk after saying they found25-30. 

Hearing his question of the guild Ebokk shakes his head. Not a guild, i like to think of us as a group of friends. So i gues you could say we work for ourselves. 

Maldorn continues to ping a question here and there. As he says it, he doesn't realize he is using the wrong names mentioned in the conversation: "How large is the guild of the Burning Yawn? How many members?"

Erric looks to Maldorn, grinning. "I told you they were real adventurers."

Hawk smiles at Jambiya. "Who's Snap?"

"It's Burning Dawn," Tarrhak corrects Maldorn. She appears to think for a second. "I'm not sure how many. There are probably 30 or so here in Neverwinter, and we're the largest. There are others along the Sword Coast. We have chapterhouses pretty far north — even some safehouses in Ten Towns." She smiles. "It was good to see you, but we'd better be going."

Jambiya clams up. She, somewhat jealously, she knows, doesn't want to share Snap with these adventurers. Instead she smiles brightly at Tarrhak, and waves goodbye. "It was great seeing you again! Good luck on your next adventures!"