Dorisma cleaned out her bowl and set it down looking at it sadly. The gumbo was rather delicious but she really didn't want to spend any more coin here then she had to. She sipped at her water contemplatively while looking around at the occupants of the tavern curiously. There were several races she had never seen before, in particular there was a strange fish-like creature that appeared to be having a conversation with a troll and some sort of blue kobold. Looking around she saw several other suspiciously armed characters who seemed to be in correspondence with the bartender. Given how it seemed that every member of the small group had managed to peeve the bartender in some way it seemed that there would be some fun before they left. Dorisma cracked her knuckles and watched carefully curious to see how the scene would unfold. If nothing else perhaps she could recruit the small group's help, after all one had to start somewhere.