sure looks like...sorry

Groddam sat, at the table a mug, of ale and some food, in front, of him. He looked around wondering what would his next move would be, or where the other were. He knew sooner, or later those he knew would be here, or so he hoped.

Groddam would see a tall elf walk into the inn, the elf walks up to the innkeeper and Groddam witnesses the exchange of gold between the two before the innkeeper leads the elf off into the Inn. For some reason the elf looks familiar to Groddam as if he'd seen his face before. But he can't quite place it.

Groddam watches the Elf and a nagging thought keeps digging, into his mind that he should know him, but he just keeps scratching his chin trying to remember.

Groddam may think he has seen a drawing of the man somewhere like a sketch... but the only places where you see sketches of people are wanted posters.

Groddam gets up and heads off, in the direction they went. He tried to remember what the poster had said, but just could not.

He spots the wanted poster

WP: Wanted: Gephrekian Tallbow: -Classified- 1000g

Groddam smiles as he sees the poster and started his search. for the Elf.

Groddam may think better of trying to find someone worth 1000G by himself especially for someone with "Classified" for the reason. But however he can keep an eye, there are only two ways out of this inn, out the front door and through the kitchen. He knows he is wanted he is more likely to go out the back from now on. He searches the inn however and does not find the man the Innkeeper has hidden him well.

Groddam goes back to the table he was setting at and gets comfortable to keep an eye, on the entrance knowing full and well that he will more than likely not see the Elf using it. He hopes the others get here soon.

Maki enters the inn, dusting off some of the sand that attached itself on the boots from the long hike. He finally made it back from Cabain where he had to investigate on some rumors. He walked up to the bar, and layed his backpack on the floor.

He turned around, to check where any employe was, when his gaze stopped on somehow familiar face.

"Groddam? Well here's someone i haven't seen in ages! How are you?" He picks up his backpack, and moves closer to the dwarf.

Groddam looked, in the direction, of the voice a grin crossing his face. "Maki, by me beard! Ya long legged, ugly bugger what brings ya here?" He stands and clasps the mans forearm and pats him, on the chest. "I be good now set yuself."
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"Eh." Maki waves his hand in front of him, then sits on the chair next to Groddam "I've been running some errands for the Temple. On the last one i had to investigate an appearance of a Lich near Cabain. It turned out the vilagers were spooked by nothing more then a scarecrow. What were you up to?"

Groddam nodded and then laughed. "Dhat be just like yas long legger ta be afraid a scarecrow. As fer what I be doin ere. I be trackin a Elf dhat be wanted." He told him the last part quietly.

Maki nodded. He noticed the waitress and called her over. After he ordered something to eat he said. "So you're in the bounty hunter business. Not bad. There's always lots of criminals out there to catch."

Groddam nodded. "Be keepin yas voice down bout dhat." He looked around to see, if anyone was listening.

"Sorry about that, but i don't think you need to worry, i can't detect any evil inside here." Maki said, with a bit lower voice.

He seemed to concentrate, as he slowly turned his head around the inn.

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Maki uses his Detect Evil ability to scan the room he's in.

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Maki detects no evil but his friends burst into the inn Senuviel blade drawn... there are gasps of surprise and many weapons being drawn in reponse.


Actions?

Senuviel and Kree will realize that this is the Inn and not an enemy stronghold.

  Kree draws back his bow, the arrow  appearing as he touches the string...but his eyes  dart left and right,..Now...what the 9 hells  is going on?

Senuviel looks confused, he sheathes his sword and hangs his shield on his shoulder. Don't tell me we've traveled in time again, or we're under illusions again. Look! There's one of those dwarves we've met in the dungeons, Axehand or something is his name, hadn't he fallen in battle last time we were with him? let's approach and question him, see if he's able to uncover anything. THe elf then turns to Bruga. Keep your eyes open and you daggers at hand, dear Bruga, yes?

  Kree lowers the bow, placing the arrow in his quvier, He makes certain to look around  as he nods to Senuviel to make his way towards the....missing...dwarf.

  The eyes of the eyes   scan the room as they move forward, his hand  ready to draw a Blade if needs be...

Groddam looked shocked when he recognized the voice. He looks to see Kree drawing a bow and pointing it their way. He begins to laugh loudly, at the Elves words.

"By me beard, it be good ta see yas, but yas pointy eared nutter be I look fallen?" He got up shaking his head and moved towards them. He then stops and motions them to the table, with Maki.
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With the weapons going away everyone in the Inn returns to their business as if unimpressed.

 As Groddam gets  closer, Kree says...his eyes   still scanning about,..it is good to see you walking about....but...how in the  9 hells did you get here?...Or..for a better Qusetion, How int he 9 hells did we get here!

Groddam looked at him confused. "What yas be talkin bout?" He motioned them closer and spoke to them, in a quiet voice. "Yas see dat waned bill. Da Elf be here. Be waitin fer im ta come out. Be good coin fer im. As fer da stuff yas be talkin bout be talked laer."