Rose bites her bottom lip to suppress a yelp from emitting past her lips at the hit, the firbolg taking a moment to compose herself enough to cast off a Guiding Bolt at Merrow3!

Attack: 13 Damage: 12

Jasun(20),Rose(20),Seraphina(18),Zaf(16),Merrow2(11)(45),Jirel(6),Merrow3(6)(36),Nadya(4)

Merrow2 dies!

Jasun(20),Rose(20),Seraphina(18),Zaf(16),Jirel(6),Merrow3(6)(23),Nadya(4)

Jirel will snarl at Merrow3 for attacking the girls. She’ll react in their defence.

Sentinel reaction: 19 Damage 8 + 2 Rage

Seeing Rose’s light shine bright to guide her next attack, she’ll flourish her axes to take a moment to enjoy the rush before this moment. Her heart fluttered again.

Axe: 1: 18 Damage: 10 + 2 Rage
Axe 2: 14 Damage: 9 + 2 Rage

Jirel finishes off the merrows, allowing Teddy to eat their dead bodies and for you to cross the bridge and make it to the fishcamps outside of Whitethrone. 

"Ringeirr has been smuggleeng people een and out of Whitethrone for decades. Before he died, my husband told me how Ringeirr became a smuggler. When my husband was just a boy, Ringeirr's wife and child were taken to Whitethrone by the White Witches. He tried to rescue them, but despite being able to sneak een and out of the ceety many times, he was never able to find them again. My husband said that Ringeirr ees steel here, working as a smuggler. He should be able to get us een."

Arctic gulls fill the overcast sky with their cries over this small shantytown. Ramshackle huts are erected on the cold ground, hard packed and barren from generations of foot traffic. Dories and other small fishing boats are moored to dilapidated piers nearby or pulled ashore on the gray pebbled beach of Glacier Lake. The pervasive smell of fish is everywhere, sometimes fresh, but often with the underlying stench of centuries of decay. The villagers here don't quite look like they trust you, but Nadya doesn't look too concerned about it.

"The people here, they are not meestrustful because of hosteeleety, but een most cases, strangers mean trouble. Just tell them that you are here for Ringeirr."

"Is it my imagination, or is it colder here?" Jasun asked, "Ringeirr. Got it."

Before they enter the city, Sera pulls a brown winter hat out of her bag and pulls it over her distinctive white hair.

She elects to let someone else do the talking, still deep in her own thoughts and memories.

Jezzika?
Yes?
Are you still upset with me?
Yes.
Come on, my dear. Let us act professional. I've been pushing you away as gently as I can for all this time. You KNOW this can't work out. Please don't be this way with me?
If you only knew how I feel about you. The things I could give you. The things I could teach you.
Yes, but at a price I can't, and don't, want to pay.
You will see reason. Maybe I could do something to your new red headed friend.
Jezzika, NO! You leave her alone. Do you hear me? That's not fair to her! 
Maybe i'll make you wait for your next lesson.
Fine. But leave her out of this. Stop being jealous. You are not even human anymore. 
No I am not. But you are still my student and you will do what I say.
Hhhhhh. Who my romantic interests are should not influence our relationship.
What relationship?
Our professional relationship? Hells, I liked you better before you started liking me.
I will get what I want, Jasun Halifax. One way, or another. T'Vauz will have your soul.
Jezzika, I said NO. Jezzika? JEZZIKA!!!

Nadya pulls off one of her gloves and touches you, Jasun. "How are you so cold? That cloak you are weareeng ees made from the skeen of a Yeti!"

"I must admit, I miss the warmth of my home..by a loud crackling fire deep in the forest. I'm..just not used to this kind of weather, my dear Nadya." Jasun says, holding her hand wherever she touched him. "But..had I known that I would find such beauty among the stinging ice.." he told her, quieter. "My heart could warm us both."

Despite the grimness of the setting, the scents and atmosphere are ones Zaf couldn't help but take a few moments to quietly bask and breathe them in deep. After which, it looked as if a question might be asked of Nadya; and yet, seeing her focused on Jasun, the bird boi waltz over to a nearest  villager at the time during the trek along the pier. "Ringeirr. Do you know of this one? Might we direct us to him?" He asked softly following a few whistled words in auran and a greeting bow.

Persuasion: 10. (If needed.)

Zaf: Maybe it's a language issue between you and the villager or maybe it's because you're an outsider, but you just can't really get much of an answer out of the villager. But please make an Insight check.

Jasun: Nadya blushes as you sweet talk her.

"My friend(s)," Jasun says, smiling, walking up to whoever he can find. "Hello! We are travelers, and friends, of a man named Ringeirr. We are not troublemakers, only seeking for his services and shall be off. Can you please tell us where he is?"

Insight: 19
Persuasion: 10

Jirel would pay mind to how Sera suddenly had a hat on. While it was none of her business, the goliath would decide to use her larger body size to shield their ice queen from onlookers. Straightening her posture and holding her chin out, she'd try to draw more eyes to her. If there was something or someone(s) she wanted to hide from, the barbarian was fine misdirecting some of the attention her way.

Rose would direct Teddy to stay near by Sera when she notices the blood hunter don on a hat, the weasel giving her a nod in agreement and doing as directed. The firbolg would then notice how... unsuccessful the boys had been doing and decides to give it a go herself, looking for a different villager (or set of villagers) to ask of Ringeirr's whereabouts.

Persuasion (+ Guidance because lord knows she needs it): 7 + 4
Insight: 16 + 1

Insight: 20.

(Sure, shit works from my phone but not PC.) 

Jirel will grunt at a villager, “Ringeirr?”

Persuasion: 19 

Rose and Zaf are able to find out that the villagers are scared to talk about Ringeirr, as if they'll be punished if they do so. Jirel is able to get a villager to confess that he was arrested by the Fishcamp "Guards" for "disturbing the peace". She is also able to discover that the Fishcamp Guards are really thugs who charge the villagers for "protection". The villager points out to the Fishcamp Guards, who are currently bullying a fisherman on the docks.

Jasun was impressed. "Nicely done." he muttered, smiling to himself. Then he noticed the bullying. 

Sera narrows her eyes. "******* hell," she mutters, but still stays at the back of the group, settling for crossing her arms and helping whoever engages the Guards.

The "guards" are surrounding a fisherman. You hear him say something about not having enough money to pay the tax this month. They push him to the ground and it doesn't seem like they're about to talk about extension plans.