Delmalis looks puzzled about the comment in regards to 'the baron', and moves off, quietly asking a few people about who they are.

Lussa blushes and smiles, "Thank you, but I only do what is put before me.  My village was in the Underdark of mountains far to the east.  I have been travelling, searching, learning for almost a dozen years.  I definitely appreciate the offer, but I am going to be staying here for a while to see if there is anything more to be discovered about the ward, or anything else I can garner.  Plus, we've been looking into buying an additional property to set up a orphanage and training academy for the little ones who were helping us along the way, and any other children who may be in need.  I definitely want to make sure that gets on its feet before I go anywhere else."

Larael nods. "I appreciate your dedication to the city. What do you think you'll need for your orphanage? 20,000 gold? 30,000? The city can help you with any needs." 

Twitch parades proudly about the place displaying their new belt to all and sundry.

Meep admires Twitch's belt, and promises to Identify it before bed so they know exactly what it does. 

Lussa stammers, almost choking on her wine in surprise, "um, well we have the initial start-up covered, but for ongoing expenses, any help would be greatly appreciated.  We were thinking about looking for volunteers from the city and its guilds and organizations for caretakers and trainers for the children.  Teach them crafts and skills to contribute and earn their own way as they grow."

Larael smiles at Lussa. "I'm sure we can russtle up some volunteers and other resources. Draft me a plan of how you'll go about this and I'll personally help any way I can." 

Twitch, everyone admires your belt with a few folks whispering about it. You actually look over and you notice Guhner is wearing the exact same belt in his size. 

Meep, you said you wanted to Identify Twitch's new belt. Is there anything else anyone needs to do during the evening, or anyone else you want to talk to before the night ends?

"With that out of the way, anyone got something to do? I may have a job from Mirt lined up. Some ruins near by, something about a dragonslayer tomb," Sybil askes the group. 

Delmalis would head over to Larael at some point, "I heard someone mention a baron, I didn't know that Waterdeep had any barons?"

Larael raises an eyebrow before turning to Mirt. It takes her a moment before realizing. "We don't officially ... He must of referred to Arlin Morlan, the Baron of Blood. He's a vampire who lives in Skullport. You weren't bitten were you?" 

Delmalis shakes his head, "No, of course not. I've just gotten a few strange looks lately. And learned a few... unusual techniques from an old book I found when we moved in."

Larael nods and whispers. "Don't listen to the Old Wolf. He's got a lot of experience but he's also take some shots to the head." She also tells you what she told Lussa about wanting to help with the oprhange. 

Meep doesn't have Identify prepared, so he'll ritually cast it once the party is over. Otherwise, he's happily gorging himself, little kobold belly distended somewhat from the meats and cheeses, and the odd spider found in a corner.

Lussa nods, "as soon as the grand opening is done, I'll get everyone together and get a proposal drawn up and sent over to you.  But, on a more important note, how are you enjoying the evening, and is there anything I can get for you?"

Larael nods. "It's been a lovely evening. I'm fine for now but thank you." 

Is everyone good with fast forwarding to the next day? 

Yup (Sybil proably taking to offer for harper agents aid)

(All good.)