Jasmine scooted her chair back and stood up, Thomas and Gerard turning with questioning eyes. [color=fff200][i][b]"I'm going to go talk to those guys."[/b][/i][/color] Nodding toward the old geezer, the rude mapmaker, and the gruff bard, [color=fff200][b][i]"I think they might be getting together for the caves."[/i][/b][/color] Gerard cocked an eyebrow, for his sister had never really been the type to go first for well, anything.[color=ed1c24] [i][b]"You sure sis? I think our group should be fine on our own."[/b][/i] [/color]

Picking up her pint, [color=fff200][i][b]"I can at least find out when the ferry is leaving."[/b][/i][/color] Gerard sat back, hands moving as if to say 'Do as you please,' thought Thomas continued to stare, as if he wanted to say something to her. When he didn't, Jasmine picked up her pint, and carried it with her as she made her way over to the older men's table.

Once she was out of earshot, Thomas having watched her go, turned back to Gerard, [color=0054a6][i][b]"Whas that all abou?"[/b][/i][/color]

[color=ed1c24][i][b]"I don't know anymore, she's been getting weirder ever since Ma started trying to marry her off."[/b][/i][/color] He looked at his best friend with comforting eyes, knowing what Thomas had always wanted but would never admit.

Until he did. [color=0054a6][b][i]"Think she'd eva marruh me?"[/i][/b][/color] Gerard could hear that the pint was already empty as Thomas set it down, he never even noticed that his friend was drinking that much, that fast. 

[color=ed1c24][i][b]"I don't know boyo, not if Ma has a say in it. Your dad's a farmer just like ours, you know she wants the largest dowry possible."[/b][/i][/color]

Thomas looked a little forlorn at that, continuing, [color=0054a6][i][b]"Maybe if we found enough treasure, your Ma would let me try."[/b][/i][/color]

Gerard just shrugged, and waved for the barmaid to top them off, and maybe chat her up a bit, to stop all this talk about marriage and his little sister. 

Having arrived at the table with the old geezer, she gave a simple [color=fff200][b][i]"Hello."[/i][/b][/color] 

She already had that familiar feeling of nervousness around new people, but she tried to down it with another sip of her mead. [color=fff200][b][i]"Are you, um, men going to the cave tomorrow? Because, um, me and my brother, and Thomas, are uh, going tomorrow too."[/i][/b][/color] Her face was already flushed red, maybe a bit from the alcohol, and a bit from talking to the men, who with the exception of the old ferryman, had a rugged and... mature look about them. And now she was just standing there awkwardly, nervously sipping at her drink, not brave enough to sit down without an invitation, but unwilling to leave without at least a departure time for the ferry.