Kree, Drasius, Ivy, Rolf , Justin and Durzak enter the Inn. It  was one of the Bigger Inns the group has been in, nearly twice the  size of  'The Walk the Plank' in Ironmound.

 The owner  was Elven  as were all the server grils. The people in the  inn where of  all races There was even three Blueskinned  Goblins, dressed in robes. and Oddly enough, most folks  greeted them or nodded in greeting. RAther then try to take the  ehads  from thier shoulders.

 Kree stopped at a LOngtable near the fireplace, Two human locals where there  and Looked up at Kree for a moment then went back to talking, Kree said   in a quiet  tone,..we need this  table...now....

 THe  YUOunge r fellow went to say something to  the elf, but his eyes  settled on the Arrow  pin...the two humans  got up and moved to  a smaller round  table  across the room. The server girls  came over, Kree asked that  two pots of stew, and Mugs of  ale  be brought over...as well as three bottles of  Elven Gold  wine...the grils  took off to gather the order.

 Ivy shook his head, You did not need to chase the humans  away...there is another long  table  across the way...

  With a shrug, Kree  put  his quiver  and pack on the back of  a chair  and  sat down. leaning hi  bow against the table,..I like this table...when either  of them , move past me on the Totem?  They can choose where they  want to sit...

In reply to donsr (msg #1):

Justin thanks the elfmaid then takes a seat diaognally opposite Kree. When they are all seated and an opportunity for discussion presents itself he leans forward Wouldst any of Thee be averse to establishing field practices we could utilise against the Ferrals.

  Kree looks at the others,It might be something to think on, but you have to remember, the Cats  do not  fight  open battles, they hunt, like us...

In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg #3):

Justin nods he was thinking about Tactics they could used to counter the Cats hunting techniques. Having a myriad of possibilities to consider Skirmish is one of the more difficult techniques to master which can take a lifetime. May Eta provideth unto each a modicum of Fieldcraft in the coming days
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"I've seen how the cats hunt and the big thing I learned, show them no mercy."  Rolf eyes the place uneasily, especially the goblins, but he remains silent.

In reply to donsr (msg #1):

Having fulfilled his contract and being paid, Duran first saw to his horse. When he was certain that the stable boy understood his instructions, the warrior made his way to the doors of the Shattered Blade.

Duran stood at the doorway for a moment, then quickly slipped inside. He stood by the entrance for a while allowing his eye sight to adjust the the lower light levels. The warrior took in the room before him. This place was very odd indeed, he smiled and greeted the slip of a girl who asked him what he'd have.

"Ale, Miss." he replied, "Please bring it to the table over there." he said pointing to the table where Kree was sitting. "And thank you." he said as an after thought.

Duran approached the table where the other adventurers sat. As he did one of the blue-skined goblins crossed his path. Without hesitation his left hand shot down to his short sword. He stopped in mid draw when he was greeted with a friendly "Hello, sir!" and a freindly yet toothy smile.

Duran seemed embarassed and quickly pushed the sword back down in its sheath. "Ummm..hello back." Duran replied. "Sorry about that." he said amazed the creature wasn't trying to kill him.

Finally reaching the table Duran greeted those sitting at the table. "Greetings and well met. I am Duran Owedoc." he said, breifly making eye contact with everyone seated at the table.

"I didn't mean to be eves dropping earlier." he said looking Kree in the eye. "Though in all fairness you weren't exactly trying to have a private conversation."

 Kree looks  up at the  Fellow and   gestures  to  an open chair, I am Kree...Quickshadow. That is  my Cousin  Ivyian  Nightblade, and  the  elfmaid is Drasius...These folk who are with us are...Justin....Rolf..and the new fellow is Durzak.

  We have food, ale  and  wine coming..Join us. And...if you are looking for  work, perhaps you might wish to join our  Company...if you are interested, I will give you the basis of our group...if you are  still interested, I will sign you up. Good  Durzak , was signed in Ironmound, at the 'Walk the Plank', bu Reedrick, our  Dwarven brother...

In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg #7):

The blonde warrior didn't wait to be asked twice to be seated. He had been in the saddle for days and having a chair back for support felt great. Duran nodded his head as each introduction was made. His bow was slightly more pronounced when the elf lass was introduced to him. "A pleasure to meet you all!"

When the prospect of a job was brought up Duran nodded as he replied, "Aye, the contract I made with the merchants has run it's course, so yes I'm interested in a job." Duran took a long drink from his tankard of ale. "I assume we'd be hunting?" he asked.