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DM can still see them, and occasionally leaves notes there.

(I'll try to make it a habit to check notes to see if anything is added.)

Is there any further business to discuss ? 

Ooc: what time of day is it in game land ?

Mid to late afternoon. Giving Herald a bit of time before we end the meeting (extra long work day for him)

That is no issue. I'm a real life first kinda guy. At least in game the sun is still up so there will be plenty to do b4 nightfall / bed time 

Towards the end of the meeting, after what we think is most business completed(?) the sound of someone entering the Tavern prompts Mr Russell to say:

"I almost forgot, Head Office was sending over someone to take over my duties as Loremonger for this Franchise. Let me introduce you all to Raven Cross."

(Raven Cross was that someone entering the Tavern)

Hail & well met Raven. I am Arthur Darkeyes the 3rd. Pleased to meet your acquaintance. Welcome to our humble establishment . I hope you end up enjoying your stay. This here (gesturing towards the tabaxi ) is Cloud, & this ( gesturing towards the half elf ) is Harold. 

*The chain of armor clinks and shutters against itself quietly, footsteps drawing ever closer to the doorway -thumping loudly as they do- and the clanking grows louder until it stops behind the doorway. A figure fills the void of the darkness -cast by the shadow of the outer ceiling above the door- and the light of the room casts a silhouette over it's form to reveal a humanoid looking creature. Her figure is adorned by modern but professionally done chain armor, made of pure white mail, and ruby red cloth, her left arm adorned by a pure white buckler -which adorns a red symbol of Ilmater- which are built into her gauntlets. As she moves her body a warhammer sways at her side -the mallet made of a massive ruby gem that is practically shoved into a steel hilt-.

From under the chain hood, Greying Blue eyes peer out curiously as they survey the room and her expression begins to show through her hood as she turns her head up -having stared at her feet on the way in-. She listens to the voices in the room, eyeing the figure that introduces her before bowing respectfully to them, then meeting the glance of the one who calls them self Arthur. Her eyes continue to slowly glance around the room -following their hand as they point at each other of their fellows in the room- and she bows to all but the beastly one.

As she bends over to bow to the last, her hair slips out from under her hood, shining a very unusually bright pink which sends her into a quick panic as she turns her back on everyone and carefully pushes her hair back into her chain hood nervously -eventually turning back around and offering her hand to Arthur in the hopes of receiving a handshake- firmly gripping his hand as her nervousness quickly begins to fade.*

"Greetings, Arthur. It is a pleasure to meet you and your fellows."

Character (minus hair color) = https://prnt.sc/ryrlrj

Weapon = (but with red gem) https://prnt.sc/ryrnl6

(Herald, like the messenger)

Ooc: had a uncle by that name in real life , I never knew if I misspelled it or not , I always sounded it out. I'll have to work on that .

*perches back on table top staring at the lights on the walls and tables being reflected off of Ravens armor....tail swishing*

*occasionally swats at reflected lights*

Ooc: Arthur gives Raven a warriors clasp as opposed to a hand shake . In character : that is a mighty fine Diety you worship. Ooc: you'll notice the amulet of Tyr around Arthur's neck 

(What is the order of turns, if there is one atm?)

Out of combat so there isn't really one. We mostly talk as we go, hoping to not get lost. Sometimes pausing the conversation or activities for others to be done with work or other obligations. Combat gets real slow when we go in turn order. Maybe quicker next time as it will only include the half of the team that is active.

(Alright. I hope my intro wasn't too long)

*purrs contently*

*swats at a reflected light while pouncing onto the bar*

*shakes head and pours self a togo ale*

I have an errand I must attend to. I shall see y'all in the morning.

*slides out the door while taking a sip of ale*

*Raven walks back towards Mr. Russel, grabbing a chair and taking it with her -picking it up with one hand from the top of the rear- then turning it around and setting it down beside him. She casually sits down, legs spread and arms laying across eachother along the back of the chair and clears her throat*

"I, as my colleague here has stated, am Raven Cross and I'm hoping that things will go according to plan, assuming we have one. If we do not, I suggest we make one. I like to keep things... at least... halfway sane *she chuckles lightly at her own statement*. But I will try my best to keep us all alive. Does anyone have any questions they'd like to ask me......?" *She watches the Tabaxi leave the room as her voice trails off*

Raven as far as I know we have just finished up a meeting unless anyone has more to add. You however have perfect timing with this arrival. In the morning you will accompany Cloud and Herald . You will be a escort to the cleaning guild , helping protect them from gang warfare and any other dangers . As far as questions go, what do you yourself have to offer as far as talents go? If I had to guess I would say you are either a priestess or a paladin of illamter .

Mr Russell(an elder human with wire rimmed glasses) says:

"Welcome aboard, Miss Cross. You'll be filling the role of this Franchise's Loremonger. The Corporations trademarked training system should be coming through soon, and I'll hand over the gear to you shortly(I'll add the relevant stuff to your character sheet)

I'm Mr. Russell, the Majordomo for Team Trollskull branch of Acquisitions Incorporated. You'll be taking Loremonger duties off my hands so I can further concentrate on all the other Franchise matters, like much of the refit you see about you. (He waves his hands around an almost completed refresh of the Tavern, but most of the rest of the Manor is still being fixed)

"Lif, if you'd please get a drink get our friend a drink?"

You see a tray float from the bar and bring over a mug of ale. The mug moves from the tray onto the table  front of you, and the tray moves back to the bar.

I just thought of something . I have been here I think 3 days ( ooc: not quiet sure ). Raven nor I have official rooms here as of yet. My appologies for not offering a refreshment,  my mind has been on business matters .

OOC - I leave all room assignments and decisions up to the group., outside of requesting the small room for Mr Russell. It was easier when we had fewer people, but space is beginning to become an issue.

I was gonna just sit back and let that play out naturally among the players...