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<<< from  Caravan road.....

  Kre sat make as he  Buttered some more bread,...and....this ...creature?..It is  safely  inside? or does  one have to not  have the Gem shatter?

 Ivy  nods  as  he drinks a bit More..the  serving  gril, in her  mid 20's or  so is hovering near him with  the Bottle....we  teand to make  people what to break us...it is a fair  question?

Orlin thinks. "A lot was lost over the centuries.  As far as I can tell, the only way to destroy the winged cat was to remove it's spirit to another place.  The stone is now it's body unless it borrows mine.  As a Shaman I can use it's spirit to give me it's form but that's a little rough as it likes to go for joy rides.  You'll never see me drink alchohol for that reason."

   "I Imagine if you could shatter the stone that would kill it but I'm not sure how it can be done.  The stone is nearly invulnerable."

   "He's a bit of a trickster though so I must grant permission for you to be able to understand him."

Lasfisual perks up a bit as Orlin starts talking about this stone that he has.  It was an interesting story.  I wonder, does it like having a stone body or if it found a way would it just assume move to another permanently?  The trickster comment concerned him just a little.

Brie had bathed up and redressed shortly after Kree.  She'd come down in a creamy white peasant shirt that cinches up with a tie shortly above her pants.  She wears a dark brown vest and tan colored pants and boots that ride up to her knees.  Tonight, she dolled up her hair in a long braid and then puts the crimson arrow as an ornament in her hair tying back part of her bangs with it.

Putting just one of her short swords in a waist sheath, she returns back to the table with the fellas and takes a place between Kree and Ivy.  She over hears the conversation about the staff and the spirit in the crystal.

She reached for the ale carraffe and pours some into one of the mugs that had been placed out.

I've done something similar, she said.  She looks to Kree and smiles.  It is an interesting story regarding how Kree and I met.

She pulls one of the charmed pendants hanging from her neck up for Orlin and Ivy to see.  It holds the essense of a blonde servant elf I helped a few years ago.  It didn't take her soul or spirit, but I can call upon her essense to portray her for a limited amount of time.  Definitely helped to gain tips from other elven sirs who came along to the tavern I worked in.

She tucked it back with the other necklaces that she wore.  One being the tiefling princess she saved. That kept tucked away quietly behind all the others.  Another, the arrow tip of Kree's sister who she talked with before she passed when they had been captured.

    "The details of the old one and my people are long and complex.  I don't even know them all but there is a place where they have been written down.  In the end he is my companion until I train someone to take him then we will travel together till I'm too old for it and the trainee becomes the master and travels on alone.  Most firbolg Shamans don't want to give up their ability to freely shape shift to wrestle with the critter, even if it means having the potential to shift into a flying cat the size of a horse."

  Seeing that everyone  was  around the Table  now , Kree  , perhaps a bit  too loud, he  waves  his  wine  glass  about asking  Ivy to  top it off...

 Well... we stand  to  make  a few stacks more  before this is over...That is why i wanted the Chests  Upstairs.... let them try  to  find them!

 then He goes   off on a story, about his  travel to Brie's Lands..and the few  folks who were brave  enough to fight beside him...and others  who worried  more, of coin, then whittling  away the dark folks of the world.

 The waitresses had  retired to the Kitchen, it was Getting late, and they wanted to get the cleaning  down. The owner  went  down into the Cellar to start setting up fresh barrels  of  Ale  and casks of wine

 Kree voice  dropped in Volume, as it  did in slurred speech,...there are two  chests....i want  them in differant  rooms.... if there is going to be a Move  made, by whomever  tried to steal the chests....it will be tonight...before  we have had a chance to  'sleep off' or  road  drink.

 getting a  slice of Bread, he  uses gravel for ink, from his stew,the Whole upper  floor   has the rooms  on the outside walls... there is  a  door  on the  north wall that leads out the back and  down  ladders....and these  two stairs, reach up to the third floor  as well...The Middle is wide open...i should thing, so  they can sell space  during festivals , for  folk to  sleep on the floor....I don't want to know where the chests  are....In the Morning  we will take those chests for a little walk...but tonight...be  ready....

 he   dabs the bread into the Bowl and its it.then begins to pick up dirt bowls  and Mugs to take back to the kitchen to save  the  waitresses some work...he makes a  few trips  back with near empty pots,  finally says,...i am done...Brie..My door is open, should you wish...  The  Owner watches  him go up the stairs  and shakes his head.

  Orlin watches their leader leave.  The staff murmers something. "Of course you would approve.  You haven't had this much fun since I'd known you."  He turns to the others. Tell you what.  They won't be haven any beds here big enough for me so I'll roll out my bed roll in any place a sneak will trip over me in the dark.  You just tell me where."

Brie nods as Kree comments about his door being open.  Once out of his ear shot range, she looks to the others.  Ivy, you need rest, she said.  Whether it is with a bar wench or not.  You need to sleep it off.

She looks to the others.  I'll take the first few hours watching one of the chests.  I'll stay up stairs with one of the chests.  Orlin and another take a chest to your room.  Another person stand guard at the opposite entry.  If you want to double up to prevent from falling asleep, so be it.  Who else wants watch?

Riku gets a nod that she'll double up with Brie. She's not sleepy yet.

In reply to Brestine Darksbane (msg # 9):

"I'll take next watch." Diana says.

"Wake when it is my turn."  She added.

With that she went upstairs to catch some shut eye before her watch.