The Mistyvale Inn

[Eclipse]

The elf blinks at Chia, having no idea what just came out of her mouth. She manages to smile sweetly, hoping it is an appropriate response to whatever was said. She glances at the bottle before her, then up at Rhode's grin, then back at the bottle. "Water?" she suggests happily.

Upon noticing the badger is now frothing a puddle by her feet, the flowery elf reaches down and prods the animals heavy-set bottom. "Stop that, Zoe." The badger tilts her head upwards and glares vacantly at her mistress, snarling in Rhode's direction once more for good measure before settling down. The elf sits back up and rubs one of her eyes absently, smiling at her new... friends?

[The Explorer]

*Mord walks in walks past everyone, gets a drink from Roggins then takes a seat by the fire*

*In a quiet tone* "Hmm mysterious goings on these days, undead attacking North Cear then Thralls gate and hordes of them in Auckland"

*Rolls some herbs in a leaf mumbles some mysterious words then it is lit*

"I wonder if this has anything to do with the master arriving, all is not what it seems in these lands and just when I thought I knew this place"

*Cuffs on his smoke for a bit and drinks his drink*

"Maybe I should speak to a Necromancer on what sort of being would possess such power or perhaps someone has angered Culnal"

*Finishes his drink puts the empty bottle on a small table next to his chair then sits back in the chair to stay and think on this some more*

[Mon-da-oth]

Rhode smirks at Chia. "Is guess'n yous don't works much den. Dat bes good fer all us'n consider'n da way yous smell'n nows."

He picks up the bottle he just recently placed in front of Chia. "Didn't says Is paid fer its and yous don't have to drinks it if'n yous don'ts wants tos. Is makes sure it don't goes to waste."

He smiles holding the bottle in front of Chia waiting to see if she takes it.

**

Rhode turns at the elfs suggestion of water and shrugs pushing the other bottle towards her.

"Aye dat bes wots theys calls its. Its bes safe enough to drinks. Is hads if a few times meself."

Rhode looks past the two women and spots Mord as he takes a seat. Rhode sets the bottle down in front of Chia and quietly takes a seat and hunches down squeezing as tight as he can up against the edge of the bar attempting to keep the two women between him and where Mord is sitting.

[Chia]

Glancing at the bottle offered by Rhode, Chia wrinkles her nose. Of course, it could simply be just the smell finally registering.

"I had my fizzy, now I'm off to get a bath. It does linger, doesn't it? You'd think that legendary dwarven armor would have an enchantment against dirt, smell, and the stuff like that... Guess it sort of brings back its authenticy, though. I doubt that Pamphlet took a bath often, beind an alepot and all."

The words barely out of her mouth, she turns to Roggins, shouting at the dwarf currently busy refusing to haggle with a dust-covered traveler offering seashells with claim of their being coins from somewhere far away.

"Can I get HOT water? THANKS!"

Sliding off of the chair, she leaves deep gouges in the seat, assuredly a danger to anybody with armor too light to stop the vicious splinters carved up from the wood. Stomping noisily toward the stairs, she mutters something about trapped doors under her breath.

Pausing before the door leading to the guest rooms located on the inn's second floor, she glances over her shoulder, shouting over the usual noise of the common room.

"What kind of a stupid name is 'Zoe,' anyway?"

[Eclipse]

Before the door closes behind Chia, Zoe the Badger waddles menacingly in the tieflings direction, hissing and growling fitfully.

[Mon-da-oth]

At Chia's departure Rhode pulls his straw hat on and bends the brim low over his face while scooting up tight towards and table and as close as he can to the unknown Elven woman.

Pressing a finger to the side of his nostril he blows the chew out from his nose and onto the floor from one side and then the other.

In a low voice he says "Pissy lil feller aint hes?" nodding towards the badger.

[Noa]

Noa's head peeked from the kitchen's door, her facial expression softening in a sigh of relief as she sees Aswaith remained seated on the same stool she had him "suggested" to. She cautiously glanced at the patrons and as she saw none of them was on fire, Noa evinced a relieved yet somewhat disappointed smile. Holding a small milk pot in her left hand, she walked in a quick pace to the counter, reposed the pot on top of it and sat at the edge of the stool where Chia had previously been on, luckily avoiding the deadly wood splinters. She glanced to her left and as she not recognized the newly arrived elf woman, Noa stretched her right arm in Aswaith's direction: "Excuse me..." - and nodded at Mordecai, as she reached up to the gobblet she previously had offered to Aswaith and poured a bit of the milky beverage in it, not noticing the spills on the counter.

Noa then looked at Aswaith, Mordecai seated between them, and grinned as she took out a small bag filled with a crystalline powder from her pocket:

"Sugar? It'll wake you up from any giant pidgeons dream in no time, I tell ya!"

[Kell]

"Huh.. Noa.. Sugar? Do you.. Can I move? Or should I stay here? I mean.. I cán move. I could. Why? Do you think it's needed I drink that?" Aswaith stammers, a deep frown creeping upon his face the more he thinks about it. "I'd like to move. I think... Sugar?.. Are you cooking?" He flashes a grin, all in all making a rather confused and rather scatterbrained impression.

[Eclipse]

Both the flowery elf and her fat badger appear to be slightly overwhelmed by the sudden small crowd gathering around them. The woman smiles at Rhode (the badger scowls a beady eye at the man distrustfully).

"I'm sure she's a sweet girl underneath all that... odor."

The elf furrows her brow and touches a finger to her nose.

"Tickles...", she murmurs.

[Mon-da-oth]

Rhode keeps his head turned down and looks past the Elfs shoulder obviously watching someone behind her.

"Is needs to bes leav'n nows babe. Yous can follows mes if'n yous wants." He grins at the Elf as he slides off the barstool and makes his way quickly to the door.

[The Explorer]

*Mordecai throws the rest of the smoking leaf in the fire, looks across to Noa and Nods*

"Greetins Noa has this poor confused fellow" *looks at Aswaith* "been drinking drinks to strong for him to handle or eating some dodgy food" *looks at Rhode, checks his spell book for remove curse then turns back to Noa*

[Eclipse]

"Oh, no, well I cou--", the elf breaks off mid-sentence as she is overcome by a sneezing fit. The badger between her feet figuratively rolls its eyes.

"Oh dear. He's already gone." She sniffles and takes out a handkerchief to blow her nose.

[Noa]

To the stammered reply of Aswaith to her question, the young red-haired woman arched her eyebrows and forced a smiled in bewilderment before nodding to Mordecai and returning back to her stool, adjusting herself then on her seat and releasing then a scream of pure agony.

[Kell]

*Aswaith sits up straight immediately, almost topling off his stool by sudden alarm bolting through him. His rash behaviour causes several mugs and dishes to crash into the floor at the other end of the counter. He gapes at her startled.*

[Noa]

Jumping out of her stool as if with her arse on fine, Noa Longbane darted her way off onto the Mistyvalle's second floor, giving little thought to those she pushed off her way. When she reached her chamber's door, she quickly opened it, entering then her room and instantly regreting her idea of attempting to strip off her pants, where an abundant numbers of splinters were to be seen.

Noa Longbane spent the rest of the day unable to sit.