Amnesty bites her lip in thought before digging into her pouch, retrieving the slip of paper and offering it to him. "This? I think my weasel may have taken it. She likes... taking things." 

As Thoradin was caught up in the conversation with Anvin it would appear Amnesty beat him to the punch of approaching the hooded figure. Thoradin now sits in his chair pretty much staring at them as they have a conversation. Thoradin rests one hand on one of his handaxes for if this figure makes a move towards her he doesn't like he's catching a unlucky surprise.

"Oh wow! Thank you so much!" Taysia waits for an opening to improv and starts playing a high jazzy tune on her flute. She also casts prestidigitation to harmonize her notes and create a simple counter melody. :)

4 Performance check

(Oof my gosh I rolled a crit fail... I hate my lifeeeee)

Taysia, a few applaud your entrance but not many. The elf has a smile like he is forcing it, but says, “Yeah...you’ve got...talent.” At that point, one of the dwarves says, “No, she doesn’t—“ but the elf shushes him. 

Ikor takes the letter. “Did you read it?” 

hearing the notes Fionn tries to help out casting Thaumaturgy causing a a lound discordant noise to come from one of the drums

Taysia looks like she's about to cry.. She's about to open her mouth and say something, but she instead cowers back to her seat and hides herself under her backpack. She almost whispers to herself, "I swear I've played flute before... that spell probably threw me off... I've never done that before trick before.. Maybe I wasn't warmed up..?"

Amnesty closes her eyes in thought before looking at him. "I'm going to be honest with you. Yes.... I did... It's one of the reasons I came to you. The other being my concern for my group and their aspirations." She glances over to her group as they continue their conversation, noticing a few careful eyes on her. "I... just want to do my best to make sure that... anyone I come into contact with feels... bettered? Assisted? The world has gotten harder. People are losing hope, adopting false, even dangerous, beliefs. So if there is anything I can do to help others; To make up for certain things in my past and provide even a glimmer of hope to prevent darkness; I will try my hardest to accomplish these tasks."

Folwyn nods to Tay as she heads off and sits back in his chair. 

He addresses Anvin My friends and I have had a long trek, allow us the evening to rest and discuss our options. Please relay my offer to your father. We’ll see what we can do about this beast and these cultists. And I’d appreciate any other information you come across of strangers in town, or those who passed through recently. 

Taysia peeks out from behind her backpack to address her friends at the table. "...Mind if I head up to our room for the night?"

Folwyn will place a hand on Tays shoulder, which is almost the size of her entire back. It’s been a long day, maybe you just need rest to get your game back. You’ll always have me to support you. Would you like me to see you to your room?

She smiles despite the heaviness in her chest. "Thank you Folwyn~" Then turning to the rest of the group at the table, she says, "I'll see you guys in the morning." She then pulls her backpack over her shoulder and heads up to the room, where she will totally claim the closest bed to the window. 

to Tay  "i was trying to make it seem like it was them,  i hope it helped"

Before going up the stairs she responds to Fionn. "I... Thank you Fionn~"

Folwyn will excuse himself as well and head upstairs. He will see that Tay gets to her room and wish her a good night before retiring to his own. 

Thoradin, another ale?

Ikor turns to Amnesty, staring at her with dark eyes. "You don't understand, do you? There is nothing you or anyone else can do to help me now. They are the only ones that can help me." 

Amnesty tilts her head a little, looking at him with a  challenging look. "I don't think YOU understand the length I'm willing to go to to prevent people from making wrong decisions. There is a better way. There's always a better way. You do understand what you're agreeing to if you do this? The length this will go to? What is it that you want? Need? That is swaying your decision?" Amnesty notices the absence of a few of the party members, reassured by the presence of the ones still in the bar.

"They can change me. I won't have to live with this guilt any longer. I will be one of them."

Amnesty frowns slightly and looks at Ikor. "Nothing gets rid of guilt. What you are agreeing to... Will only cause more of it. You have a choice Ikor. I can help you as much as they can. But you have to trust me. Not them. I've felt what you've felt. Feel what you feel. We are alike you and I. You do NOT want to be like them. Lost in the shadows of false belief. I'm not even a religious person, but what they stand for is wrong. I want to help you. I cannot let you fall to darkness." Ember chitters in Amnesty's ear, going slightly ignored with a wave of Amnesty's hand. Ember scurries down Amnesty's shoulders and over to the party's table, alert and attentive, ready to alert the party if trouble ensues.

Persuasion: 5

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