The common room of the Turnip is full, but not over crowded.  The food and beer is flowing and the fire is comforting.


The adventures' table is being served a hearty stew with a spicy broth and large chunks of tender vegetables and bits of meat.  Falis, Konrad, Vera and Zorbon have need to plan their next goals.


Archonia hears from any she asks that the Blue Turnip is the place to find leads and companions.  If there were magic users in town, that's likely where they would be.

Zorbon sops up the last of his bowl of stew with a delicious piece of bread he received from the bakery earlier. He shares the long loaf with his companions, thinking to himself that he won't take the baker up on his offer of free bread very often.

"Here's what the notices all said before we left." He holds the note that Nick had taken from the board.


Eli is looking for someone to investigate his missing sheep.

The mayor is looking for someone to look into reports of goblins taking up residence

An abandoned watch tower has been located along an unused path.


"We cleared out the goblins, so what's next?"

The notice board also had reports of:

bandits holed up nearby

an abandoned estate that had been discovered in the swamps.

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 Falis contemplates the offers.  And her stew.  And her ale and/or spirts she's ordered.  "Bandits are always trouble, and their activity, though I be reaching, could be related to that of the goblins in some way.  'Estate', however, implies riches to be had..." She also contemplates and consumes her fare, which brings a rare smile to her otherwise unmoving face.  Then, she pauses.  "Hey, wait, wasn't there talk before we set out to begin with of securing the tower for ourselves?"

 Falis may or may not be two sheets... of metal... to the wind.

Having been directed to the Blue Turnip, Ärchönia enters the establishment. She looked at the clientele, and thought that it certainly lived up to its name, which was a marvelous thing, for certain definitions of marvelous. There was a group of adventurers, but she did not see a mage or elf within, despite what she had been lead to believe. But if they wee a group, then it was likely that they had such a member, and they were simply not present, or they were in need of one. In either event, it made sense to approach them, and thus- she did.

"Hello travelers! The Amaranthine Doxy has come from Haven, having found none. Shall we have common experiences?" While she addressed the table as whole, of the four, she directed most of her body language to Falis as she spoke.
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 Falis beholds the strange mage, and swallows her drink before speaking. "Well met!  We were just discussing our next course of action.  I call myself Falis." She looks from companion to companion, as if to say, "Well?  What do you say to the nice mgical lady?".  As she does this, she awkwardly drags an empty chair by herself for the strange mage to sit in.

Zorbon stands as he speaks, "And I'm Zorbon, Cleric of Moe. Pleasure to meet you." He grabs at the chair Falis is dragging and helps her get it in place for the newcomer.

Ärchönia gave no motion to reach for the chair as they worked it in place, but no indication if that was because it was something she expected, or because she did not want to seem ungracious.

Once in place, she sits, and also introduces herself with a waving hand gesture. "Ärchönia Ælflæd, the Amaranthine Doxy, at your acquaintance. It is most marvelous meeting." She looks them over face after face, memorizing what they look like now.

"What sort of plans have been made? There is a certain someone who is to be sought, but it can be set aside for the nonce. Particularly if the plans you envision suggest excitement."

Vera looked on quietly. She nodded her head to the newcomer.

Konrad introduces himself as the magic lady sits, "Names Konrad, nice to meet you; you'll share a drink with us, yes?"  He pours her a goblet of wine regardless of her answer.

In reply to Konrad (msg # 11):

Vera accepted the glass with a curt smile. However she took no drink from of it. "What type of armor do you don? I hope to use my muscles as a metallurger who sells enchanted armor."