"I do not have a problem with you, so long as you do not try to harm us. But I do not think that the decision is up to me."

"Ah, finally, comrades!" Misha announced. "Ale, a warm bed, and most of all fo-AH!" Misha jerked back slightly at a small red frog who was suddenly here. "By the Tyrant's Command!" Misha breathed, and then looking over Meep, threw her head back and laughed loudly. "What ees thees?! Ees leetle red frog?" she puts her hands on her heeps. "Thees world ees fantasteek! Only been bek short while, and wonders never stop appearing before eyes of Misha." 

She kneels down to get a better look at Meep. "Hello, leetle creature! I am Misha! You are like, adorable leetle..uh..what ees word? Gorf!" 

THE SAWHORSE INN

This two-story inn is easily the biggest building in town, let alone the biggest inn. It’s run by a neutral good female brass dragonborn named Jaudra Korvilexhen, a hardy and determined carpenter who is renowned for building the inn single handedly in a matter of only a few tendays. Anyone who lingers in the inn’s taproom after sundown can meet all manner of people.

Renting a bed at the Sawhorse costs 1 sp per night, but 1 gp per person gets you access to the Dragon’s Suite, a massive room with six soft featherbeds and even a private washroom.

Jill does a quick headcount and pays six gold to get access to the Dragon's Suite, so that the six of them can talk in the best part of the inn. If anyone insists on paying, she'll decline, saying that she rarely ever gets to treat herself, let alone anyone else, in the rare occasions where she has other people that she would want to treat.

Meep looks upward at Misha and tilts her head. "Uh... Yes... Small... Adorable... Poisoness. All could be used to describe me right now. I believe the proper word for my race is a Grung though?" She puts one finger up, her black gloves masking her seemingly froglike hands and feet.  "Is there a bath here? At the inn?" She lowers her hands as she glances around at the people crowding her. She shys away from any movement to touch her. 

"The Dragon Suite comes with a washroom. You can attend to yourself there. I just rented it for all of us."

Meep nods happily and smiles at Jill. "Oh! Thank you! I... require water. Everyone else can wash up before me. I will take a while" She chuckles awkwardly, a slight frown on her face as she thinks. 

"I too will wait for the rest of you to take a bath, mes amis. I prefer to bathe by myself."

Misha stares at Meep with a childlike wonder. "Come, leetle grof, you are part of family now!" Misha hits a small emblem on her armor and it immediately retracts towards her back, then vanishing, once again in her comfortable half top and shorts. "Eet weel be good to wash up, and eat! Misha hungry, have not had 5 meals a day like usually do. Ah??" She laughs. "Hef very healthy appetite, my people, can out eat most people I know! Ach, weel be good to lay in sun once more. Can't wait!" 

Meep nods and looks at Misha. "Food would be nice. Yeah. I can pay for mine if you want." Meep moves to grab her pouch, digging into it to retrieve a gold coin. 

"I can pay for my own food too. Our last stop at that one town gave me a lot of gold."

"Ahtatatata!" Misha waved her hand at Meep, as if the thought of you paying was ridiculous. "You are newest member, Misha pay. Here." she hands you some money. "You go eat what forgs eat, ok? I eat meal, too. Come! We eat together, ya? But I pay."

Meep blinks in surprise and puts her own coin back into her pouch. "Uh? Thank you. But... Are you sure? I could pay my own." She lets the others lead the way into the tavern, almost going unnoticed due to her size. She even has to climb up into her chair and onto the table to sit cross legged in her space. As she does, various things in her pack rattle and roll around.

"Misha is very nice. And her superiors, they were kind enough to supply her with money for this trip. So really, it's no trouble for her."

Misha makes a gesture that clearly shows it is no big deal. You guys can RP a bit here and we're continue on tomorrow. There's eat time, bath time, talking time!

Jill orders a steak and fried potato wedges that are covered in melted cheese and bacon. She contemplates buying Misha some alcohol in an effort to get her drunk, but decides against it, as she expects that Amelia would disapprove of such a behavior. She simply orders some sweet tea for herself, to go along with her meal. I missed this. Being with Misha, not starving, having people around who care about me, even if they still think I'm a child. Although I suppose that Amelia doesn't know me well enough to know better. 

Meep nods in understanding to Misha and thinks for a minute before she searches for a bartender. Meep considers the menu for a moment before ordering a soup and a glass of tea, remaining cross legged on the table. "So... If you don't mind me asking you guys, what is the reason you are heading towards Balder's Gate?"

Misha orders the same thing as Jeel, an excellent choice, but double, plunking down the money. When the food came, she ate as politely as she could for someone who was ravenously hungry. She ordered a mead to wash it down, and saw that Jill was drinking tea, looking at it with mild humor. She shoved the steak into her mouth and moaned, pleased with the taste, as if remembering a flavor of long ago.

"My people are under the eempression that the Legions of Avernus are attempting something amiss in Baldur's Gate." she said, chewing a mouthful of steak and potato. "I was sent to investigate." She cut a small piece of steak, stabbed it with a fork, and placed the piece in front of Meeps face, like feeding a child. "Grof, you must try thees. Open. Take a bite."

Jill's eyes grew as big as saucers when she saw Misha eat two of the thing that she had ordered. And I thought that Natasha was the big eater. "You look like you're enjoying that steak, Misha. I assume that I'm not the only one that hasn't had it in a while."

Meep hesitantly eats the steak off of Misha's fork before her soup arrives. She eats it calmly and surprisingly neatly with her spoon. She smiles at Misha. "You know you can call me Meep, Misha. And thank you. It is good. Although I have had steak before. Just... Not from around here."