Bell struts up behind Rose and puts her hands on her hips, mustering up what little energy she had.  "Yeah!  Get a room.  Like... later.  Seriously, who does this?"  Then she points at the second fellow, stifling a laugh.  "You too, perv.  The open-air meat market is only open on Thursdays."  Then she turns to Root and Fallan.  "... Wait, what's today?"

Rose can't help but laugh at that. That's a good question Bell.

"Silverymoon, City of Vices?" Fallan asks, only half sarcastically. "Unless the drinking glutton is downing some magical draught that forces others to enact his perverse fantasies, this seems to be a pretty much all-encompassing set of actions you wouldn't expect. Even the abandoning of their post by any other guards that should be protecting this gate seems out of sort for the kind of place Rose was telling us about. And if magic that forces folks to do things they would not normally do is involved, we might want to tread carefully. I know *I* don't need help pushing me toward things I don't want to do!"

Fallan looks to all her companions and shrugs, indicating her uncertainty as to what should be done next.

 As Rose approaches, all three give her a passive notice of her existence but don't cease their debauchery in the slightest. Even as Rose begins to speak, while the others make their way forward. Rose making her harsh proclamation, much to the shocked guards, and even moreso to the woman. They all seem about ready to retort, sputtering and spittling about for a few moments before the copulating pair cease their actions in stunned fashion. 

The woman not even bothering to reclothe herself as they headed towards the gate, the formerly 'happy' guard grumbling and working his way into the town after his woman, not having the nerve to respond to bell after Rose's shunning. The drinking guard however, 'zips up' with bottle still in hand, looking between the leaving lovers and the one who'd interrupted his show. His belly sloshing from all the alcohol he's drank prior to the parties arrival, and he looks down to rose, whom Bell has just joined, only to then mock the scene and not hearing what Fallan had said, or ignoring it. 

Oi, Oi, Oi, goat ..thing. you and your friend ruined my show, I was almost done, and I coulda picked up another bottle afore the next lass came to take a crack at him! Now what am I supposed to do? Watch the bloody gate instead? You all better have a good reason for interrupting my show! *urp* and my boozin!

Roses laugh at Bells joke fades and anger returns at hearing the man speak. Rose angrily stomps her way over to the man and angrily says in a voice low enough to not be heard by others who wheres more than a few feet away. We stopped you because you're an embarrassment. You're a guard aren't you? So yes watch the ******* gate. There are drow about and I didn't nearly die fighting my way here to be greeted with this incel bulletin. If you're too fat and drunk to get any yourself and too useless to do your job then you can go in the wood ls and fight drow and I'll sit here and watch the gate for you next time you dolt!

The man was moderately intimidated by the small angry halfling but he wasn't backing down, despite everything. His anger only flaring up in response to just the first word, his 'zipper' only 'mostly' up and thus some visible to anyone above Rose's height. Oh yeahhhhhhh?! *huff* well why the bloody hell should everyone else get to do what they want whils't i have to be good? I've been laid enough, but it's rare to get to watch a man ****in all 'is mistresses right thee, and GLAD that you're watchin! Bloody rare sight that is! And what the bloody 'hell is an incel? And this ain't fat here lass, this heres proof of how wel li can *Urapp* hold my alcohol. Drunk fourty bottles  over the last month by meself! and what the blood hell is this about drow? let those mole-elves stay in their mole holes and worship their spider whore... though now that I think about it... i've never bedded a drow ***** 'afore.... what had been an angry man a moment ago, shifted into a dreaming man, drooling at the thought of sleeping with some drow woman. Everything about his demeanor changed in that split second.

Rose sighs, frustrated and angry that this is what she comes back to. The man's strange responses and the overall bizarreness of the scene she saw earlier does leave a nagging feeling in her gut that something could be wrong beyond just a few drunk and perverted guards. However without knowing what was going on in the city Rose couldn't be sure. Well wait here and watch the gate then. I'm sure a drow priestess will come by and give you a show. Rose just shakes her head in disappointment and turns to her friends. Come on guys let's get inside the city and find a place to rest. 

"That sounds good, A good rest is what we really need." Root will follow behind Rose as they cross, He looks back at the drunkard "Are the guard always drinking and screw at the front gates?"

Bell points onwards lazily as well and lets her fatigue show once again.  "Yes.  Onward to rest!  The great gate debate can wait till we don't feel like ass."

Fallan willingly follows the group while shaking her head. "I'm surprised that Rose didn't just punch him in his family jewels. They seemed to be all he was concerned with!" With a sour look on her face, she turned toward the drunken pervert of a guard as she passed him and pushed her thoughts at his brain with the most "come hither tone" she could muster. [T] "Hey sweetheart, I've got something for you if you'll bring your great big man self over here to the woods. I seem to have lost all my clothes! Can you HELP me, if you know what I mean?"

To the others she muttered: "I'm not HOPING to see the drow again anytime  soon, but if HE ran into them, I wouldn't lose sleep."

Rose can't help but chuckle at Bells comment, grateful someone can find humor in all this especially after recent events. No Root I can't say thats normal. I'm not sure what that was to be honest. But I'm too exhausted and hurt to be bothered with it any more than we already have. Its not exactly how I wanted you all to see Silverymoon however, so I'm sorry for all that.

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When Fallans mental voice reached the guards mind, his face was within moments, figuratively drooling at the thought, especially since the voice was female.... the fact the voice had come from 'nowhere' didn't seem to bother him in the slightest, and after a moment, he could be heard calling out Where are you my pretty little thing! before crashing into the nearby flora looking to 'assist' with someones dress. 

As you all pass the gates threshold, which, as mentioned before, was ajar so that anyone could enter or exit more or less as they pleased, and Rose knows these to be the Sundabar Commons, an area normally meant for trading caravans from the south-east, a place for them to hawk their wares, settle their steeds, and rest if the idea of sleeping in a room goes against their nature. The area had quite a few carriages, as well as merchants that seemed to be eagerly hawking their specific products, from love trinkets and jewelry, to food of all kinds from different lands. Oils, and spices, and other such things. A few were selling things more to the adventurers taste but very few.

What was odd was that many of the merchants were talking to each-other, trying to convince one to buy his wares, while the other insisted that the man instead buy hers, they also could be seen grabbing random passersby and either successfully or attempting to drag them over to their stalls. One man seemed to be a wine seller, who was frantically looking for his product, grabbing what looked like a turban on his head. A lot of the food that could be seen was becoming extremely ripe, or moldy, and just as all this information was beign processed, a merchant, a slender female elf with a crooked nose grabbed Bell by the arm, tugging as hard as a non-fighter could saying excitedly Oh, you're a new face, you should come see what I have to sell, I have amazing deals! you won't regret any purchase you make with me! even as Rose's eyes came across a merchant with only a single pan on his rug, bleeding out after having slit his throat some hours ago, as the blood was dry in the morning sun.

Welp, that confirms it. Somethings definitely wrong here. Rose tries act unphased at the sight and simply waves the merchant off before continuing. In a low voice to her companions she whispers. We need to get to a church of Selûne, and quick. Don't stop for anything. I'll take us to where I trained and see if we can figure out what's happening. Rose would continue forward, not interacting with anyone who tries to talk to her but also keeping an eye out for more strange sights around the city.

“What in tha-“ Root is dumbfounded not what he expected in a city. As he goes to ask Rose for an explanation, she give them the rundown and Root nods. Following directly behind we making sure Bell and Fallan are also in line.

Bell pulls her arm from the merchant's grip and frowns.  She almost talks back to the merchant, but hears Rose's plan and instead, follows her quietly, keeping an eye out for anything more threataning..

The merchant doesn't seem dissuaded even as the party begins to 'move out' the merchant follows, continuing her pitch Come, come! I have things you need! Things you want, i'll give you only the best in exchange for your hard earned coin! I'll be the best merchant Silverymoon's ever seen! and to some degree she seems desperate as you all go further and further away from her stall, left completely unattended as she pursued, while Rose led you all North. The merchant finally stopping as you all reached the edge of the bazaar. Slipping through several buildings and coming out the other side, a row of buildings are bordered by a large forest in the middle of town, filled with tree's that somehow seemed older, and somehow felt different from most tree's one would encounter normally. Along this street, it seemed less chaotic, as you all began to cross it, many people sitting on chairs, or in front of buildings, almost all of them in pairs but looked as though they were all swooning in each-others arms, a pair of bards singing sweet music, of love and life, and the beauty of everything.

From within the tree's the sounds of many animals could be heard, though without going in it would be impossible to tell exactly what was within the tree's.

Wondering what such excessive emotions would look like with whatever beasts might lurk inside the woods, Fallan continues to "stay in line" and follow her friends. However, getting a bit nervous she actually places her fingers in her ears to block out as much sound of any kind as she can.

Rose would continue to lead the others towards the church of Selûne, eager to find someplace sane, or so she hopes.

"Staying in Silverymoon here may be dangerous... i don't want what befell these others to affect us as well... I hope the church remains safe but if not..."