She brings it to you, after looking around a bit. Happy as ever. 

The dog seems happy to be with you and Ismark both. 

“A fine companion you have there, elf. If you find you don’t want to take her with you, I’d be glad for the companionship, seeing as how Irek will be gone soon.”

Talion looks backwards and forwards between Lucky and Ismark, a slight grimace on his face. "Are all dogs here like her?"

"Thank you Ismark.  I will keep working with her.  If I am making no headway, perhaps you will have more time to train her.  I will work with her tonight and let's see what tomorrow brings.  But thank you for the offer, I would feel comfortable with you having her."  Erven heads to his room later and continues to work with Lucky Bear, point to objects to fetch them, heeling, common commands.

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Talion looks backwards and forwards between Lucky and Ismark, a slight grimace on his face. "Are all dogs here like her?"

 Ismark looks at you incredulously. “Haha, I should say not!  A skeleton dog?!”

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"Thank you Ismark.  I will keep working with her.  If I am making no headway, perhaps you will have more time to train her.  I will work with her tonight and let's see what tomorrow brings.  But thank you for the offer, I would feel comfortable with you having her."  Erven heads to his room later and continues to work with Lucky Bear, point to objects to fetch them, heeling, common commands.

 Ismark also looks at you incredulously. “A night?!  Oh my good elf. It takes months of training, if not years, even for the best trainers!”  Ismark seems to have an idea, disappears for a few moments and comes back with a leather contraption in his hands. “Here, another gift for you, should you want it. We’ve no use for it as my father...doesn’t train them anymore.”  He hands you a leather barding for a dog, it would offer some protection for Lucky Bear. 

Erven holds up the leather barding for Lucky, "Thank you!  I know that it takes a long time to train.  I just meant that if it seems that I'm making no progress perhaps you could have a go, but I think this will help to protect Lucky from the dangers we are likely to encounter.  Thank you Ismark."  Erven begins to fit the leather barding on Lucky, makes adjustments in the straps, gets it to fit properly (or as proper as you can make it over a skeletal dog.)  Erven sees a dog with brown fur and a happy face, tongue panting, full paws and legs wagging her tail in the leather armor, he smiles a broad smile at Ismark.

Good to move ahead?  Or any last questions etc?

 (( Good to move on ))

(Good to go on.)

(Good to move on.)

(Good to move on.)

As Ismark leaves you to finish some food and drink, you are all left a bit unsatisfied - by answers, by the situation you find yourselves in, or even your ideas on what comes next.  Irek begins to clear up the table and creating some ration packs.  He also makes sure to fill the water skins.  In the end, you can all add 5 rations of leftover meats, cheeses, and breads to your inventories and your water skins are full.  You can take a bottle of wine as well.

Then Irek takes out a harness and some razor sharp daggers, polishing and sharpening them, fixing their red leather grips and oiling them.  He is intent on his task - you get the sense that while his brother seems more a typical strong sword and shield type, Irek enjoys a different style...

There are enough rooms for you to take your own individual space.  There is also the option of staying down near the fireplace, if you should choose to...

In time, you all fall asleep.

@Erven - you are asleep, not in a trance, and you do not wake up for the full 8 hours!  Roll a constitution saving throw! 

And all check your PMs.   ;)

Erven con save (uh oh) :  2 

Erven gets up, walks over to the water bowl in his room, washes his face off and looks up into the mirror, straightening his hair and examining himself.  He wipes his eyes, takes a small towel and wipes the sweat off his body.  He looks down at Lucky Bear and smiles, bringing his fingers up in a "sit!" motion.  He straightens up and puts his armor back on, gathers his things.  "I wonder what today will bring.  Let's see.."

@Erven - Lucky Bear follows your commands and sits.    You also wake up feeling a deep sadness and longing for the happiness you felt, however fleetingly in your sleep.  You have a craving for pastries for some reason.

As you all wake up, the dawn only a short time from now, you find Irek making some trail-mix of dried meat and cheese.  He is putting things in a leather backpack and checking his daggers and armor.

Ismark comes a down a bit later.  He isn't in full armor or anything but is dressed rather nicely - a much different sight than earlier.

Talion arrives downstairs seeming the worse for wear. His skin is blotchy, his eyes tired, but his appetite seems intact. He focuses on his plate, eating quickly and quietly, barely paying attention to the conversation around him.

His bedraggled state is of less note than the raven that now sits on his shoulder. He glances at it from time to time, offering it occasional pieces of food.

Eventually, only a few less-appealing morsels are left, and he looks around at his companions. He lets out a sigh and rubs his forehead, “Anyone else have a really shitty dream last night?”

As he waits for any answers, he looks down at his forearm and hands, examining them closely, as if expecting to see something there, then shakes his head and waits.

Erven comes down the stairs and smiles at everyone as he sits down.  As he was coming down the stairs he was balancing a dagger on his fingertip, spinning it in his palm, then puts it away when he hits the bottom stair.  He looks well rested but slightly different than his normal demeanor, like he was, ? sweating, but he has toweled it off.  

"Good morning, everyone.  Not completely a shitty dream Talion, but.. not a good one either, a different one.  Very odd.  So vivid!"  He grabs and apple and sits down, pulls out his dagger again and begins to carve it, deftly peeling with nimble fingers.  "I feel like I accessed a part of mind - - a part of my mind that has been hidden from me somehow.  Like I was remembering things that have happened long ago that I had just forgotten about.  Or things that I had ..blotted out.  It's hard to explain."  He chews the apple vigorously, pausing after a few pieces.  "I dreamt of my brother.  I had forgotten that I had a brother!  Isn't that strange?  We were venturing in the woods and found a red ruby that was pulsating.  He didn't want me to touch it.  Accidentally he fell into it and touched it - then he changed.  He grew long claws, his veins and arteries throbbed and bulged, he had black eyes, and he cut me, over the forehead.  He was different.  A long time passed in the dream and I was in a beautiful place with waterfalls, green grass and woods that smelled like a spring day.  And then I saw him again, he was carrying a vicious spiked halberd, and he buried it in my head.  He told me that it should have been me that changed, that he wanted me to see what his life was like.  It was scary.  I woke up sweating..."  He started talking and just kept rambling through the story, perhaps telling more than he meant to, not aware of the current circumstance and what must be done that morning.  He stares into space...

"So, what did you dream?"

Talion listens to the tale and at the end looks mystified and is about to ask somethen when Erven asks about his own dream. He grimaces and puts his food down, "Some ... demon ... some creature ... I don't really know what it was..." he looks down at the palm of his left hand, the one with his ring. "...it sliced off my finger and said it was coming for me." He takes the ring off and you can see a fresh scar underneath it before he quickly replaces the ring and clenches his hand firmly. He looks up at Erven. "I think my boss...or I...or both...pissed it off somehow."

Then, remembering Erven's tale, he smiles and tilts his head to one side, "How do you forget a brother? Is he real, or was it just a dream of a brother?"

"Wow.  Talion did you have any idea of who this demon could be?"  He points to the cut on his finger, "Did you do that in your sleep?  Was it already there?"  He pauses, considering.

"How do you forget a brother.  Right.  I would never forget something like that!  But this dream, it was so real.  Now I'm starting to doubt, he was so real.  But he had black eyes.  It's hard to sort out.  After all we have been through together..  after all I have been through in this land...sometimes I wonder, is this something that I just blocked out of my mind?  It makes me question what is real."

Talion fiddles with the ring, "New. Fresh. Last night." He looks around the table at each of his companions, "The dreams are real..."

He stands up abruptly, "...and that means I need to kill a vampire." As he fills his pack with the provisions that have been left for them, the faintest hint of his usual grin returns, "Or my boss might get annoyed." It's good to have something to do.

Erven stands, walks over Talion, avoids his ring finger and his cut, but grabs him by the forearm and gives him a forearm handshake, looking him square in the eyes.  "I hear you.  I am of like mind, let's do this together.  I will help you, Talion.  I don't like being toyed with either, it is time that we kill the puppeteer."

Erven turns away and starts to pack his things, readies his equipment, checking his blades and his bow.