Makes way to tray, put some stuff on plate. Looks at Neldi "Thanks, that is something I can do." picks up bottle and open it pours a glass. "Anybody else?"stand by table and take a sip waiting.
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"My brother recommended me, huh? He's the caver, not me." Alarven crosses his arms, looking to be a bit in thought. "I'm not opposed to joining, and providing an extra pair of eyes and hands for you. I caved with Ristalig quite a bit when we were children, but it's been a few years... If he thinks I'm capable of helping you, then I don't have a lot else planned for the next few weeks. Having traders only visit two or three times a year doesn't leave me with the most opportunities to keep busy."

Alarven looks at Telorn, with a grim smile. A quick appraising look-over has him chew thoughtfully on a piece of smoked meat, before sighing and offering some quiet words. "You really should come to see me occasionally. This will give an opportunity for me to fix up your clothes. I get enough coin to get by, helping at the church. I can help fix some of your ... less worn through garments. That shirt you're wearing is still suitable as dollcloth, perhaps I can take it in trade?

Telorn looks down at his shirt, self-consciousness evident in every move and word, "Um...ah...this is my only...my only shirt."

Hearing his place in the expedition, Menden seems to perk up.  His jaw nearly drops at the thought of using his ability to read and write to make coin. “So we travel to this place and help you make your investment and that’s all?  A silver if it doesn’t work out, what if it does?”

"A silver shilling if the mine isn't workable," Neldi confirms, "And a long-term job with a percentage of profits if it is. I could use all of you to help run the place."

Menden smiles at that thought, “And it was abandoned because it was played out?  Not like a fae attack or something else dastardly?”

"This was the mine where Telorn's aunt fought and killed a fey creature... that's why I'm almost sure it's not played out. Folks just didn't want to work there anymore after that happened. Ristalig did the initial survey and said it's fallen into disuse, but it still has the supervisor's shack outside, and he saw no signs of any further fey infestation."

Alarven chooses to take a long sip of his glass of water instead of making eye contact with Telorn. Maybe that conversation is better at another time.

"Yes, I can understand the fear of another Fae causing issues, but attacks like that are ... highly uncommon. I can speak with Ristalig and my father to see if there's some kind of method he can recommend for..." Alarven makes a vague hand gesture, unsure of his next wording. "Safe passage? Just in case? "

Telorn, staring at a place in the rug, says something too soft to hear. He then firms his jaw and looks up, "I'm in."

“Well, thank you for being forthright.” His voice cracks a bit from the stress, “I’ll have to tell Matron Onanenn and one of my sisters or they might be worried, but once I’ve done that and gathered some things for the journey I will be ready...  Do you have a contract for us to mark? Or...  Do you want a contract for us to mark?”

Pours for more glasses and hands them out."let's not let this wine go to waste"Hands first glass to Neldi, then Telorn and the rest.
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Alarven raises his glass to the others, after Kalve has distributed the grapes. "To a successful expedition."

He then waits for other toasts before taking a drink.

Neldi takes the glass and says, "To our venture, and to success!"  He raises the glass for the toast, smiling.

Menden follows his new employers lead and takes a glass to join the toast.

Joins the toast.

The thunder rumbles across the valley, the cold, dry winds rattle the shutters on the windows. Glasses empty as the blood red liquid seals the agreement.

Alarven risks partaking of a piece of cheese, moving back to the charcuterie. With a dry expression, he calls back to what he had opened the conversation with;

"Anyways. Strange weather we've been having, isn't it? Since the spring equinox.. Almost two months. How long do you think this'll last?"

He looks at the dewar of water on the table. "Before long, Malery's gonna be the most important person in town, right? "

yes the lack of rain is concerning, but on this venture it might be a good thing.  Neldi will you be providing provisions for this trip?

"I heard Braidon complaining that if the rains don't come soon his seeds won't sprout."

“It will rain if not in this life the next.  Besides, we will find a way that is our lot.”

"Our town always finds a way," Neldi adds, offering more wine to his guests. "I'm having provisions and gear for the trip delivered tomorrow.  Assuming everything comes in on time, we can leave early the next morning."

"sounds good to me" Helps himself to more food and wine.

Alarven ticks off two fingers, one and then the other, as he states- "My father, for advice from the old faith on places the Fae lurked, and how to remain safe. And my brother, for seeing if he has advice and tools for less skilled climbers to remain safe from that danger, too..."

He looks around to the others, a tight smile on his face. "Anyone got reasons why we shouldn't check with them for advice? Or suggestions for who else we should speak to, before we meet up tomorrow morning?"

He then turns and addresses Neldi directly, "If you're providing the gear for the trip, will you have transportation for us as well? Should we only bring our personal belongings that we are willing to carry the whole way there and back?"

"I don't believe that either faith will actually assist us in opening the mine"shrugs"but do what you want"

20:35, Today: Kalve rolled 13 using 1d20+5 ((8)). just testing for roller in the phone friendly version of rpol
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Menden looks a bit shocked when Alvaren speaks of the old gods, “We don’t need the help of the so called old gods.  The only thing that gave them power is our own will.  It is our duty to confront evil and give it no place to hide from our light.”