Tam ohs, looking awed by Rocky's words, and smiling as the others join in. She spots a flying squirrel deftly gliding from one rooftop to another. Then spots a fuzzy caterpillar. She restrains herself from picking up the caterpillar since one of the things she learned was that you should always keep in mind the needs of the creature you intend to mess with. Tam smiles at Doc and offers him one of the berries she plucked earlier.
"You can have some of my berries for now, if you like."
Tam looks on at the crier and then looks up at Rocky as he speaks. Before she can necessarily comment, Mittens charges onward to the tavern. She smiles with a shrug.
"Guess we'll find out soon enough.. and I dunno, Mittens. Cities don't grow out of the ground. So I guess anthills aren't natural either. But ants are. That doesn't mean nature itself can't use it. So it's like Rocky said." she then looks up at Rocky, as if to double-check what she said was accurate.
Liberty did have her crossbow out and pointed down. But upon entering a town, she carefully unloads the crossbow, but stows the bolt on the crossbow's side clip just like Joe showed her, so it will be handy at a moment's notice.
"Glad it's not an emergency." is her only comment on the crier.
Timothius trots to keep up with Mittens, but isn't sure what to say since Mittens said so much; she covered that it could be anything or could be nothing, so he can't really comment on that. Tam answered the nature conversation. And Liberty said the one other thing Tim was thinking, so he just quietly enters the tavern with his older sister.
THE TAVERN:
The crier is seen going to the bulletin board to pin up a parchment notice he was carrying. He then heads in the direction of the bar, but can easily be intercepted by Mittens Mecenaries.
The tavern has a normal number of people in it. About a dozen folks are eating and drinking. Three are at the bar (Two humans and a halfling), soon to be four if the crier makes it there. Three are at a table (A brawny human, a half-orc, and some human woman), two are at another table, two at yet another table, one at a booth and one at the corner table. In addition, of course, are the four employees; The bartender, a guy at the piano, and two waitresses.
The one at the booth is a female elf with light blonde hair (
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The guy in the corner looks like so:
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The others don't seem to be anything more than townsfolk, judging from how they dress.
One of the waitresses is watching Mittens Mercs with anticipation, as if wanting to get to serving them the moment they find a seat.