Deshi claps their hands and they admire the portrait. "Just incredible!" They pause, for the first time a sense of queasiness creeps into them at the thought of turning an animal- a living thing- into an unthinking tool. "...Mr. Walton, have you... Forgive me for asking, but have you ever met one of my kind before?"

(Insight (just in case): 4)

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Roland shrugs as Ormond uses over 5 seconds to answer. "If you need me I'll be making.. or losing a couple of thal and have a drink or fourteen." He lifts his hand as he exits the door. To be as inconspicuous as possible he unfastens his cape and throws it over his head and around his neck like a makeshift hood with the navy blue inside of it facing outward. Though none of his accomplices are around to hear it he mutters a couple of obscenities at having to go "undercover". 

Roland starts making his way to the place with the fights and the fun. 

 Roland can make his way through town with little issue (unless he... you know... acts like himself). The town is quite lively, likely due to being a stop on the train tracks. You cross the town square and head toward the outskirts of the town, where you see a somewhat ramshackle tavern.

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Deshi claps their hands and they admire the portrait. "Just incredible!" They pause, for the first time a sense of queasiness creeps into them at the thought of turning an animal- a living thing- into an unthinking tool. "...Mr. Walton, have you... Forgive me for asking, but have you ever met one of my kind before?"

(Insight (just in case): 19)

 Walton strokes his chin, “Not exactly like yourself, but of similar nature...” Walton trails off, attempting to hide... some emotion in himself, “Regardless, you are your own person, Deshi. And a very interesting one at that!” Walton laughs and pats your back, “Come, let’s get started with the copying. Now, due to the size and complexity, the pigeon will need to take multiple strokes here.”

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Roland shrugs as Ormond uses over 5 seconds to answer. "If you need me I'll be making.. or losing a couple of thal and have a drink or fourteen." He lifts his hand as he exits the door. To be as inconspicuous as possible he unfastens his cape and throws it over his head and around his neck like a makeshift hood with the navy blue inside of it facing outward. Though none of his accomplices are around to hear it he mutters a couple of obscenities at having to go "undercover". 

Roland starts making his way to the place with the fights and the fun. 

 Roland can make his way through town with little issue (unless he... you know... acts like himself). The town is quite lively, likely due to being a stop on the train tracks. You cross the town square and head toward the outskirts of the town, where you see a somewhat ramshackle tavern.

Ormond trots along side Roland, saying, "They went to go make copies of the map. I'm not sure where the girl went off to - she has a way of just melting into the shadows. Let's try and avoid any places too public. Look - there's a ramshackle looking tavern over there."

Penny, watching Deshthi and Dr. Walton through the windows and such, wonders... looking up and down the street, especially after her bump with the Militia man, she tries to see if there's any sort of covert anything going on, others trying to be secretive, a large number of militia gathering, etc. Assume the mustachioed man has gone out of sight?

Perception for examining the street: 12

"Sounds good. That map will come in handy when it comes to publicity." When they reach the tavern Roland looks at Ormond out of the corner of his eye and smirks. "Usually I'd go full hippo and barge through the door. I'll make it a little less conspicous today. Just for you." 

He takes a few steps back, runs up towards the door and tries to kick it in. 

Athletics: 12

The door is unlocked, Roland goes crashing through the now open door and barely catches himself into a push-up. There aren’t too many people in the bar, but he has certainly gotten their attention.

Meanwhile, the bartender calls out, “Hey, if you want something, don’t stand in the doorway, we have people walking.”

Roland shows two stubby fingers to the bartender. "Two tankards of your shittiest, cheapest ale." He walks up and slides into an available chair by the wall at an empty table and leans his glaive up against it. "Get over here and sit with me.", he shouts at Ormond. 

Ormond gives a modest exasperated sigh, then narrowing his eyes, trying to adjust to the dim light, as he cases the bar and its occupants while they're distracted by the crashing Roland.

He looks in Roland's direction when the hippo-man calls him and walks to the bar. He nods at the bartender but leans his back onto the bar so that he's facing the room instead.

He leans over to the bartender and asks, "Any news of interest?" He slides over a silver as he asks. 

The bartender passes you a coin, “I just serve the booze, sir. Don’t ask many questions, cause people don’t tend to spend much time in here. You want talk, you go out back with the rest of them.” He points to a back door and passes you both a mug of cheap booze, as requested.

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Penny, watching Deshthi and Dr. Walton through the windows and such, wonders... looking up and down the street, especially after her bump with the Militia man, she tries to see if there's any sort of covert anything going on, others trying to be secretive, a large number of militia gathering, etc. Assume the mustachioed man has gone out of sight?

Perception for examining the street: 12

 As far as Penny can tell, nothing untoward is happening yet. It would appear that her meeting with that man was by pure chance.

(Walton pats Deshi's shell)

"Deshi assumed as much, but given how very learned you are... Regardless, I would be interested to see the pigeon at its work."

Deshi feels a sudden pang of anxiety and turns to Osskil, meeting the bird's eyes. The ink-black raven craws softly, then wings through an opening in the booth and into the night. 

(Osskill overhead perception, looking for anyone outside who might pose a danger to the map: 20)

Deshi steadies their breathing and closes their eyes,  looking instead through Osskil's.

Osskil can spy Penny nonchalantly whistling outside in the crowd. She looks like she’s trying to stay hidden. Good for her.

Roland graps both of the mugs. "If I'd wanted you to give the booze to my friend here I would have said so!" Roland pours the first mug down into his gullet and takes a large swig of the second. "So you're saying we'll find the fun stuffs in the back?" Another large swig, the mug is about half full at this point. 

The man, cleaning a mug now, just grunts, “Probably.” And jabs a thumb to the back door.

Roland chugs the rest of the brackish alcohol and nods to the bartender. "Great, you should stay silent. Like you better that way." He opens the door to the back room and waves Ormond in after him over his shoulder. 

Osskil wheels down to alight in front of Penny, then jabbers questioningly at her a little bit. Deshi is sensing through the raven's eyes and ears at this moment.

"What the..? Shoo bir... oh. Hey Deshi. I'm just watching your big tortoise butt out here. But people are looking now, go! Shoo!" She waves at Osskil in shooing motion.

Osskil hops over to Penny's shoulder.

Inconspicuously.

Penny, mortified, tries to shake the bird off a little. “Deshi!” she stage whispers. “This is not helping! Not helping me help you by staying inconspicuous!”