Ayesha
Near Chorrol

Ayesha's eyes caught the sign of peace by the woman before she dismounted. It was at this moment she was trained to let go off the arrow, every other thought should be irrelevant - but she held back. She turned her head sideways, loosing eye contact with the woman for a few moments before she lowered her bow slowly...

"All I need is your horse, nothing more" Ayesha said out loud and clear but there was a small shiver in her tone as she was afraid this could go wrong.

Brianna, near Chorrol

"You want my horse?..well I´m afraid you won´t have much use of her...she´s very bound to me, she´ll throw you off in a second" Brianna smiled.

The woman..or rather girl in front of her looked tired and hungry....kind of desperate really. Brianna felt sorry for her..

"Now tell me..are you hungry? I´ve got some scrib-stew left.....and a bottle of comberry wine as well,..."

She hoped to manage to get contact with the girl, she did seem unsecure and vulnerable in a way.....

"Are you heading for Chorrol? We could go together and if you´re tired you could ride Starshine...I´ll have to tell her to behave first of course!"

Brianna opened her satchel slowly careful not to cause the girl to fire off that ghastly bow of hers

"I´m Brianna Sarethi by the way" she added.....sensing that feeling again....that she was repeating a homework. the name Brianna did not ring a bell inside her....it still doesn´t.....


When will I learn who I really am?

Rann

"The horse's name would make more sense if it could hurl lightning bolts." he joked.

"Rahvin as in my dad?" he asked, no matter the uselessness of the question. "Yeah, he has important work to do, and with me gone, he has half the manpower to do it already. If he came too, his spot would be vacant." he answered vaguely, not really giving away his job. There was no easy way to tell your sister that you killed for a living, no matter how justified.

For the dual reasons of responding to Flogir and changing the subject away from his job, he replied to Flogir. "A tavern it is, then. Why not the Blaoted Float? I always liked the inn on a ship thing."

All he was really doing was getting an excuse to head for the waterfront.

Flogir

Flogir smirked at hearing the Bloated Float being mentioned. It was located in the rough district of the Imperial City, known as the Waterfront. Granted the size of the party, Flogir thought the placed seemed ideal. There was always interesting conversations to be made at the Waterfront.

"Sounds like a good place to me," Flogir said, agreeing with Rann.

Flint Ironwood, coming out of the shadows.

Flint had seen enough. He stepped out of the shadows, removing his hood as he did so he wouldn't appear as a threat.
,,Hi there. Are you two the welcome comité?" He asked the two men. While they seemed to be at ease, Flint noticed the distinct style of moving that was bred into thieves, assassins and other sneaky types. The style of moving that could get them out of any kind of trouble.
,,Must be important, to send the elite ones."

Ian

As the group approached, an older nord spoke up. "To a degree, I hear you all want to head to the waterfront first?" He replied, with an icy edge.

Satyana

"Haha" she laughed, "Who knows...he might be able to throw lightning bolts, you know!"

"Well of course as in your dad, silly," she continued, "I just feel good about him, wanting him to be around, he makes me feel secure.....whatever his task may be!"

The last sentence she added in a whisper.....supposing Ran wouldn´t like anyone else to hear.....

She followed the others, not minding wherever they were heading, that was ok for her, besides, the Waterfront sounded alright.

"Bloated Float, is it a good place? " she asked politely

Ayesha
Near Chorrol

Ayesha stood there in a moment, unsure of what to do but then she took the arrow of the bow and guided it down into her quiver gently. She was surprised how kind the woman was, killing her wouldn't help her as it would only help promote her dark past. She fell on her knees and leaned forward, putting her bow aside and taking a deep breath. She hadn't had much to eat or drink for the last couple of days, with the little gold she had she couldn't even get shelter for the night in the taverns.

OOC: At this stage my character seems deeply distrubed, which she is.. lol

Brianna

Brianna watched the girl sink to her knees....apparently exhausted and hungry..

Poor girl, I´ll take her with me to the nearest town....should be Chorrol I think, we might get some food and somewhere to spend the night

She took out a chunk of bread and handed it to the girl, together with her water-pouch.

"Here..take this, it will keep you alive till we get to Chorrol, you can ride, I´ll walk beside, I can do with a bit of excercise"

"You haven´t told me your name yet ....or do you choose not to?, It´s ok with me , I won´t push you"

As if I would push anyone.....I who don´t even know who I am...


OOC: Fuzz! feel free to let them reach Chorrol in your next post!

Jonathan Constantine

"My a bit touchy there, whats tangled in your knickers?" Jonathan laughed walking forward through the gates of the city. He used to live outside of the capitol and knew his way just fine.

Flogir

"Let's just say interesting company can be found at the Bloated Float. It'll be fun, don't worry," Flogir said reassuredly.

"Though I would watch your coinpurses until we get to it, the Waterfront does tend to have a few pickpockets..." Flogir said, feeling like that should be added. He did come into a large sum of gold recently and certainly didn't feel like losing it.

He followed closely behind Jonathan, waving a greeting to Ian as he passed.

Ian

In answer to the Nord's friendly wave Ian nodded, and began to follow them to the Waterfront.


Issac

Issac almost grinned, Ian's always like that when on official affairs. I probably look incredible relaxed compared to father.

Sodsa Hekal, goin to the waterfront

Sodsa followed the group as they went to the Waterfront. Sodsa passed a hand through his hair and looked at the people.

Geeze, what am i doing here? I don't know these people. blast, i don't even know what i'm suppose to be doing here. I should just get on with my life.

Sodsa unintentionally let a bit more of a gap grow between him and the group. Sodsa placed his hands in his pants pockets and went through a mental inventory of his items. "Better look through everything when we get to the boat." Sodsa muttered under his breath. As Sodsa was doing this task, the gap slowing became more evident.

Rann

Rann rather enjoyed the Waterfront district, which is why he recommended the place. He had a rather enjoyable stay there in his teens, living with none other than Sel. He actually hoped to get Satyana over to his house to meet him without having the whole group following. Sel was a recluse when it came to his heroic deeds. Rann thought he was much too modest, but he still respected his wishes.

"Let's go then." he insisted as he walked at a brisk pace ahead of the group.

Jonathan Constantine

Jonathan had his own reasons for wishing to go back to the waterfront district. Shortly before he arrived in Bruma he had a deal involving the illicit selling of moon sugar gone sour, and the man in charge of it was thought to be hanging out in the Imperial City.

"Good place to start looking."

"So Rann, you appear to know this place well. Got much history here, aye?" Jonathan asked attempting to keep pace with Rann, but failing.

OOC: Sorry Minkey, been so busy with school lately (unusual long days with a lot of work) so haven't had much time...

Ayesha
Near Chorrol

Ayesha looked up at the kind woman who was now offering her bread and some water, only moments after she wanted her dead. Such a gesture was rare as the only real kind person in her life was her mother.

Ayesha dropped the bow to the ground and accepted the bread and water.

"My name is Ayesha and thank you for being so kind" Ayesha replied to the woman with a grateful nod before getting up, but choose not to get on the horse.

Flint Ironwood, with the group.

Flint was walking along silently. In the meantime, he kept an eye out for any unsavory types. One of those types caught his attention as he was sneaking up towards the back of the group's Bosmer companion. Flint shot a sharp look at the man to tell him to back off, letting his hand hover near the hilt of his katana. The man left rapidly.

The Breton slowed down till he was walking beside Sodsa. ,,Anything on your mind, my friend?"

Dalrus, Waterfront


Three years

she thought to herself as she looked at the Imperial City. It had been quite a while since she had been there and especially the waterfront district. She had been forbidden to go there by her snobby rich father and she only had been there once or twice. It was simple there, though dangerous at the same time. She needn't worry about safty, however, as she was now nearly a expert of destruction. She walked over to Rann.

"The bloated float? I suppose we could stay there, however, with the reward money we could practically buy out the Tiber Septim hotel," she said to him. She then realized it was probably not cost that was forcing them to stay there, Rann wanted something or someone. "However, I suppose there are plenty of things for us to spend the money on," she said sincerely.



The Silhouette, Valus Mountains


"Prepare for war" he said in his whispering, booming, eerie voice. "Yes sir," replied a dark brotherhood assassin. The assassin walked out of the Silhouette's presence and shouted. "Assemble you rats!" to the enormous army. Thousands upon from all over Tamriel. "Raiders go now, burn villages," shouted the assassin. Durzog riders by the hundreds poured out of the mountains and onto an unsuspecting Cyrodiil. Crime had virtually come to a standstill in most of Tamriel, evil was all in the mountains.

Satyana


Satyana had some problems following her brother, he was really walking fast....

"Hey Rann, wait for me, I don´t know this place and I´m not keen on being left behind!"

She looked around seeing the others kind of following as well..
"Where are we heading?" she said in a low voice to Rann as she caught up with him..


Brianna, outside Chorrol

"Ah" she smiled at Ayesha "No poblem, you looked so hungry and desperate so....but why don´t you get on the horse? I can sit behind you, it will take us to Chorrol faster"

Brianna offered her hand to Ayesha


OOC: np fuzzy....been quite busy myself!

Issac

Almost effortlessly matching pace with the Dunmer, Issac grinned, eager to gain some insight into this rather rag-tag band's members. The young Nordic girl whispered something to the Dunmer that even Issac couldn't hear.

Finally he decided to speak. "Greetings, friends!"

Karn

A man in Dark Brotherhood armor addressed the army, and ordered them to attack the nearby cities. The huge mob began to form smaller groups to assualt each city. After thinking for a moment, Karn decided to join the mass attacking Chedinhal...... This is going to be exciting.... He grinned malicously and began to take lead of the group.....

Flogir

Flogir had been too preoccupied with dropping off his mule and thinking about the Bloated Float that he only realized the new member of the party when they greeted themself.

"Greetings! I'm Flogir the Nord, though I've lived in Cyrodiil all my life. Who might you be?" he asked, offering his hand to the Altmer.

Issac

Issac shook the Nord's hand. "My name's Issac, I've been all over tamriel, but I love Cyrodiil more than any other province!"

Ian

Ian watched as Issac melted into the group with great ease. But he reserved his judgement, these weren't enemies, and he was still young. So he decided to let the boy enjoy the new company. Though he remained in the middle og the parade that the group had become.

Sodsa Hekal WaterFront

Sodas looked up in surprise at Flint, "Huwha?" Sodsa pushed a hand though his hair, "Nothin really, just making a mental list of what to check for when we get to the boat, i want to know what was stolen. I don't really like these places, these types are worthless. Instead of working their arses off to get a reputable job in life, then work their arses off to get caught and thrown in prison." Sodsa shook his head, "But enogh of that, I don't think I ever caught your name, I'm Sodsa Hekal."

ooc: Sorry for not getting on, I acquired Final Fantasy 12, its beautiful IMO,.

He had been whistling a merry tune, but stopped as Dalrus approached.

"Why would you want to stay at the Tiber Septim anyway? Just a bunch of rich bastardes trying to impress each other. The Bloated Float is more my speed. They may not always be the most respectable people, but they're not pretentious." he answered.




"Bloated Float." he answered. "Boat that's a tavern. Pretty...interesting place. After that, I guess we can head on to the Library and research that word."

OOC: They aren't attacking the cities, it is just goblin raiders, the army is huge though not stupid enough to divide. The official attack has not yet begun

Dalrus, Waterfront

"Well I respect that, I never got along with rich types, odd since my father was so rich. However, they are so...fake, for lack of a better word." she said to him in an agreeing manner. "The Bloated Float it is then!" she said enthusiatically.


The Silhouette, Valus Mountains

"Sir the lord wishes for your presence," an imperial with many missing teeth said to Karn.

Flint Ironwood, with Sodsa.

Flint made a little bow. ,,Flint Ironwood, from North Point." He said with a simple smile.
,,The point with these types is not that they're trying to get into jail. They just lack the right skills and some proper sense. Not to mention a quick escape route. Whatever. I'll see to it that no one mugs you and you see to it that no one mugs me. So, what do you say?" He then proposed, extending his hand.

Green-Root, the army.

Green-Root watched the goblins leave.
,,Darn critters. They'll leave nothing to plunder." He thought bitterly yet he remained where he was. These were simply fodder for the enemies' blades. He would wait till the core of the army began its move.

Flogir

Flogir smiled at the youth's energy. It was refreshing considering most of the group consisted of the paranoid or introverted type.

"Good choice, lad! Though, how come you've been all over Tamriel? You still look like a young one to me!" Flogir exclaimed chuckling.

He kept pace with the majority of the group heading to the Bloated Float while speaking with Issac.

Jonathan Constantine

"Huh, Tamriel.." Jonathan drew a slight grin on his face, "Suppose you've got a network of contacts then?"

The cogs in Jonathan's mind began to turn, the thought of befriending both of these individuals seemed quite compelling at the moment..

"The names Jonathan Constantine" He said towards the new guy.

Issac

"Well, I'm a 'private contracter' like my father, Ian." He informed the two men. "So what are your proffesions?"

Karn

A rather beaten-up Imperial saddled up to Karn. "The lord requests your presence." For a moment Karn considered ignoring him and plundering alongside the goblins, but thought better of it.
"Fine, take me to this 'master' of yours.". And he began to follow the messanger.

Rann

"So what was your father? A merchant? Politician?" he asked.

Flogir, replying to Issac

"I'm a merchant, formerly a soldier at the Kvatch garrison. But that was long ago..." Flogir said, trailing off momentarily. He shook his head. "A private contracter eh? Sounds like dangerous work," he added.

It was odd to meet someone so jubilent when his profession was that of a private contracter.

Issac

Issac felt his face darken a bit. "Yes it is a difficult job, but the pay is excellent and it is actually like an art when you've grown-up learning it." Then he heard the mention of Kvatch. "Were you in service 19 years ago, when the Deadra attacked it?"

Ian

While the group solcialized they exited the Temple District and began to walk toward the lighthouse. Ian srode at a moderate pace, but noticed a Black Horse Courior and snatched a copy.



Cities all over Tamriel reported a lapse in criminal activities, and several prisons have reported that detainees are going into a frenzy and ranting about a voice in their heads. Many goblin sightings have been submitted, say that goblins are leaving thgeir dens and migrating to the uninhabited Valus Mountians. These rumors are unconfirmed, but dispite these developments many have began to rejoice and proclaim that the gods have ended wrong doing forever.

The Elder Council has adviced citizens to stay indoors and not to leave the safety of their respective cities........

What in Oblivion? Ian thought. What is going on? These can't be simple rumors, nothing on this scale is simple coincidence, and then most of us have heard the voice as well......... What does this mean? No answer came, but then another disturbing thought came into Ian's head. The Valus Mountains? The Dojo is there! He flinched, there were always a couple hundred apprentices at one time, fifty sensei, and the Master. It was unlikely that they could hold there own if the training grounds were attacked, and there had to be millions of evil-hearted people across Tamriel. Calm down, The Dojo is well hidden, and it would take weeks to find it even with such a large force......... In helpless frustration Ian burned the note and resumed his walking.........

Flogir

Flogir's face went solemn. "Yea, I was in service at that time. I was fairly young back then and felt like doing Kvatch good by working in their garrison. Let's just say after the attack and the Oblivion Crisis subsided I felt like a change in occupation. I saw many a good man and woman die in that war, many of whom I had come to know and had become friends with. I was one of the few that survived that first day. I was helping people evacuate," he said, his voice sounding hollow.

He perked up once more. "But things have gotten better since then. Being merchant still has it's excitements, but it still reasonably safer than that."

Issac

It had been a bad time in the Empire's history. "Indeed, but you might talk to Ian." Issac pointed his finger over his shoulder. "He fought at Kvatch, Bruma, and the Imperial City during the Crisis." issac flinched when he mentioned the Imperial City during the crisis. That seems like ages ago, but I'll probably remember it until the day I die.......

Dalrus, Waterfront

"My father was a merchent," she said to Rann. "He was formerly the leader of the East Empire Trading Company, however, so much money was spent on the Raven Rock mines, that when it went bankrupt, my father saw suicide an easier route," she said with no sadness. "He was a wretched man, I don't think he ever looked me in the eye. His condescending glare always tried to stay away from eye contact." she scowled just thinking about it. "Your father seems quite the warrior though, from his arms alone there were many scars," she said trying to change the subject.



The Silhouette, Valus Mountains


Karn walked up and the Silhouette did not even turn to look. "Lead my army of dark brotherhood warriors. Kill chancellor Ocatto." he said in his evil voice. "After you kill the chancellor, split the army up to cause mayhem through the capital, goblin raiders will burn the villages surrounding the capital and the smoke will be visible for miles, all the troops of cyrodiil will be called there. GO!" he hissed.

Sodsa Hekal, with Flint

Sodsa smiled and shook Flint's hand, "Sounds good enough to me, watching someone else's back is easier then watching your own. So we're going to the Bloated float?"

Flint Ironwood, walking along.

Flint took in their surroundings for a moment.
,,It seems that way. Hmm, its been a while since the last time I visited the.....less regulated establishments. Just remember not to get too drunk and stay near the exit."
He told as they picked up their pace to catch up with the rest of the gang.

He then frowned. The pull to the east, it had vanished.
,,What's happening in the east?"

Sodsa Hekal, catching up

"Ha ha ha, to many bad experiences?" Sodsa saw the look on Flint's face, "What? A really bad experience?"

Satyana

Satyana nodded, Rann seemed familiar with these surroundings so he probably knew best. She wasn´t sure how she felt about Dalrus being that friendly to her brother....not that it really was a problem, Dalrus was after all her friend, but still, she wasn´t sure that she wanted her as sister-in-law. Dalrus was such a beautiful woman, so she´d constantly be surrounded by men, wanting her....

Nevermind, Rann´s old enough to manage, but still, how much experience of the devious tricks of women did he have.....??


She continued walking beside Rann to the Bloated Float, wondering why he wanted to take her to the Library.....

Research which word?

Flint Ironwood, still walking.

Flint managed a smile despite his distracted mind.
,,Let's just say that the last time I willingly spent time in a shady place I got hired for a not so pleasant job. I bugged out as soon as I got over my drunkennes. I'd rather not talk about that." He spoke. He looked around the streets once more.

,,Well, it is awfully quiet here. There are a few pickpockets around, but none of the professionals. These are just people without any money who need some in order to eat." He commented while 'accidentally' dropping a pouch filled with money in front of one pickpocket.
,,Selie won't like this, but I'd rather give them something to eat. I don't need to become rich."

Green-Root, still waiting in the mountains.

The Argonian yawned. Most of the booze had been consumed already. Water just didn't pack the same punch. On top of that, he was getting bored. With slightly stiff muscles, he got up and began to wander around, hoping that he would bump into the leader. Whoever managed to round up this many people and other creatures had to be quite interesting indeed.

The Silhouette, Valus Mountains


The Silhouette looked over the huge host in the mountain valley before him. She saw an argonian walking around and looking for something, anything. The Silhouette jumped down around five hundred feet and landed nearly noiselessly in front of the argonian. The Silhouette was 6' 8" and mostly a shadow of robes. He looked at the argonian, though all that was visible was the Silhouette's dark evil purple eyes. "I need you to do something" he said in an evil whisper.

Sodsa Hekal... yeah walkin' around in WaterFront, fun huh?

"'k." Sodsa didn't want to get into other people's business, it can leave you into trouble. Sodsa looked around, "I wouldn't know, I usually stay away from here." Sodsa had a brief flashback to the dream he had earlier and grimaced. He saw Flint's generosity and shrugged His money

Green-Root, with the Silhouette.

Green-Root blinked. Now that was impressive.
,,Nice fall. So, what do you want? Don't waste my time." He responded, unaware of just what he was talking to.

Karn

As the Sil left, Karn rounded up the D. Brotherhood members. "Come, to the Imperial City!" He Yelled to them. As burst forward as the assassins followed closly behind. Don't worry Silhouete, by the next moonrise Ocato will be dead by my hand........ The group made good progress, and by dusk they had arrived at the IC.

Jonathan Constantine

Jonathan waited for the Nord to finish, an interesting story he thought.

"I.. uh.. Vagabond?" He chuckled, then tried to go on more seriously, "I'm sort of a private contractor as well, but maybe possibly more skilled in subterfuge then the mercenary type." Jonathan paused as the bloated boat came into view, many a good deals had gone down there...

"Not to long ago I was in the service of some noble trying to find out if his wife was going behind his back.. It turns out she was.. With an Aragonian, she being an Imperial.. Needless to say their marriage didn't end up to.. Happy?"

Brianna and Ayesha, outside Chorrol

After a good deal of persuation, Brianna succeeded in getting Ayesha to mount Starshine. The road to Chorrol was getting broade now as they were approaching the city. Brianna did not know Chorrol but she was convinced there would be some guards at the city-gates, who would know where to find accomodations and food.

She was right..there were two guards standing at the main gates of Chorrol. She told Ayesha to just sit quiet and let her, Brianna, do the talking. Ayesha, who was tired and still astonished by Brianna´s kindness towards her , nodded....

"Good day to you Ser" Brianna addressed one of the guards. " I wonder if you would be so kind to tell me where we could find some place to get a decent meal and perhaps a pair of rooms for the night?"

The guard looked suspiciously at Brianna, noticing her beautiful face, her flaming auburn hair..and those eyes!

Now where have I seen eyes like that before?

Brianna gave the guard a quick glance, she had unvoluntarily read his thoughts and the mention of eyes pulled a faint string somewhere deep inside her.

"Ehrr, the Lokken Tavern´s a decent place for ya ladies..it´s just straight ahead and then turn to the left at the marketplace"

"Thank you very much!" Brianna smiled at the guard while passing him on the way .


The Lokken Taver was not very crowded as Brianna and Ayesha entered after they tied SAtarshine to the railing outside. A Dunmer was sitting in a corner, reading some kind of book. He had a mug in front of him but paid little attention to it.

Brianna went to the counter and said to the friendly looking Nord behind it:

"Good Day to you ser, I wonder if it´s possible to get a meal for me and my friend here...and maybe a room for the night?


OOC: to be continued..oh and the reading Dunmer.....could be Rahvin, right?

Karn

One of the assassins stepped forward when they stopped. "Is this wise? Shouldn't we wait for midnight to strike the Palace?"

Karn rounded on the cut-throat. "Conventionally, yes, we would attack at midnight. But this is not a simple contract, now is it?" He did not intent to allow the assassins to even think about questioning his authority.
"Midnight is used for cover much too often, and seasoned guards know to be alert during its grasp. So we attack fast and we attack when they least expect it. Your vaunted 'Night Mother' and 'Dread Father, Sithis' take a back seat before the will of the Silhouete!"

The Brotherhood members straightened, and glared at Karn. Their ranking member tensed, and for a moment Karn expected him to lash out. Finally he averted his gaze and stared at the ground. "Very well, but we will not forget your slander against our unholy matron."

Taking a single bounding step forward, Karn pulled his fist back and slammed it into the assassin's hooded head. The murderer fell to his knees, clutching his face and shuddering. Gesturing to the man for the other D. Brotherhood killers, Karn spoke casually despite the man's wails of pain. "Let this fool be an example to all of you! Defy me, and it will cost you dearly, and neither your Night Mother, nor Sithis shall save you from my wrath."

"Now, let us continue to the Imperial Palace." Two of the assassins began to pick up their ailling brother. "Leave him there." Karn ordered, and the two threw him furious looks, but Karn ignored him. "If he is to remain in the shadow of the Sil, then he will do so on his own hands and knees. And he shall bear his wound as a mark of shame for the rest of his worthless life, now come! We have a leader to kill."

Karn spun on his heel and lead the way for the remaining assassins to the Imperial City........

Rann

"He's not really much of a warrior, just a rogue forced to adapt to different situations." he said as they came to the tavern.

He opened the door for Dalrus and Satyana, and held it so that the others could pass through.



OOC: Rahvin? Reading? You know better than that.

Rahvin

Rahvin sat in the Lokken tavern, beside a dunmer mage with his nose deep in a book.

"And?" he asked the reading dark elf.

"There are no records of a Cerpin Taxt in Mages Guild records." the mage replied. "You may have to travel to Summerset Isle for any more information on him. All that is known is that he was originally an altmer."

"Thanks anyway." he said, obviously a bit disappointed. He had been trying to dig up anything he could on the mysterious mage, but so far nothing. His main goal was to create a duplicate of the glove that Serene recieved...

Just then, a faimiliar woman walked through the doors.

No...it's impossible. he thought.

"Are you going to pay me?" the mage asked, obviously not for the first time.

"Sorry, I was thinking about something else." he said, hastily shoving a bag of coins in front of the other dunmer. He finished off the mug on the table and stood up, heading straight for the front counter where Ragnar was speaking with Brianna.

"Brianna? Is that you?"

Flint Ironwood, Bloated Float.

Flint passed with a polite nod to Rann.
,,Well, here we are. Make sure you stay out of trouble. I'm just going to take a drink." He told the group and made his way over to the tap.
,,One flin please."

With his favourite drink in hand, he sat down. Those who paid attention to the Breton, might see his eyes flash around, searching for trouble.

Flogir

Flogir followed behind Satyana and the others, thanking Rann for holding the door open.

He looked around the tavern, a smile creeping up his face. This was his kind of place! Smoky, smelling of stale alcohol, and interesting looking people. Sure, you could probably make more money speaking the patrons at a nice Inn or Tavern, but places like these are where things that one remembers happens.

Flogir followed Flint to the bar and ordered an ale for himself. He noticed his companion's shifty eyes.

Flogir snorted. "You are far too paranoid, Flint! You honestly think someone is going to mess with a party our size?" he asked.