Vivian was starting to enjoy the way the group was going. Their half elf sat alone at a counter however. Not surprising, from the way he sounded and acted he must be more used to working alone. She looked to the door and the two guards. Then to the bartendet. She finished her wine and decided to move to the bar. She didn't take a seat though. She just leaned which caused her cloak to open. Revealing a hand crossbow on either side of her. Right above her long swords. What was also revealed was on her belt. A row of six viles with a dark black liquid. The viles had the design of a black widow on it. "Good sir, someone like you would be the best person to ask this..." She said. "What can you tell me about the dunes north of here?"

 The bartender looked up at the ceiling in deep thought then looked to her. "Can't really say much except that Gnoll's have claimed it as their own." He answered. Gnolls, she hated gnolls, they stunk and they were just to ugly for her tastes. If dogs could walk on two legs and were as tall as a average human, maybe bigger. That would be a clever discription one could get of a gnoll. She actually kinda wanted to get going actually. She found herself a window and could see the night was coming upon them and she smiled. "You know,.. It is almost nightfall, perfect time to get moving if we wanted to travel in much cooler circumstances." She said. She then looked to the group and sighed. "I will be going to collect our wagon. We can sleep out in the sands. Shouldn't be too bad. I will event take first watch." She did not leave it up to debate. She moved for the entrance and exited the tavern. This would give her time to poison her blades or bolts. She will be useing them shortly. Hopefully not on the half elf but on Gnoll's.