[hr][hr][h3][b][i][center][color=a187be]Kyra [/color][/center][/i][/b][/h3]
[center][b][color=a187be]Location:[/color][/b] The Magistrates Office -> Cross Swords Tavern
[b][color=a187be]Interacting With:[/color][/b] Femnal
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	Sliding the map into her pack she slipped it onto her back and kept walking towards the tavern from the Magistrates office, her mind going over what she had discussed with Marcus, what was on the map, and what they had been through over the last week. Stopping her her tracks, she remembered something and pulled the map back out before glancing around the streets and back towards the way they had come form the Orc Camp. Pursing her lips the map was back in her pack without another thought. 

	Stepping over to the tavern she spotted Ash curled up outside of the stables, seemed he wasn't going too far from Epona and that Ntaj had taken care of the horse for her like she had asked. She was grateful enough for that as she made her way into the building proper. Though seeing Thomas and Njat with the guy from earlier and another new comer made her brows furrow. Turning she slipped over to the bar and had a seat on a stool as Femnal came over to her. 

	[color=a187be]"Has Keystone returned yet?"[/color] she asked before ordering something to eat and drink for the evening. 

	"No, they aren't back yet from taking the girl to the temple, granted if that crack pot is as winded as ever, they might be there a while," Femnal said as he poured some mead for Kyra and slipped it across the bar towards her. 

	[color=a187be]"I see,"[/color] she said before glancing around the room, her eyes falling on the four of them speaking before turning back towards Femnal. [color=a187be]"Know the two sitting with the mage and the half-orc?"[/color]

	Femnal perked a brow as he glanced over and shook his head. "Don't know them, granted don't know the two that came back with you either. Not going to cause any problems are they?" he asked. 

	[color=a187be]"Just don't let the mage try to be a healer and keep the kitchen stocked and you should be fine. At least from the two I know. Can't vouch for the others,"[/color] she said before she took a sip of her mead and awaited her meal. 

	"That why you aren't over there with them?"

	[color=a187be]"Pretty much. One of them gives me a bad vibe. I don't trust anyone who goes snooping around a village trying to get information but won't even tell the local constable what he knows or thinks he knows about the attacks. Doesn't sit right with me. I don't share information with those types,"[/color] she said as her food was brought over. Picking up the bowl she tossed a few coin on the bar top and headed outside with her food and drink. Taking a seat on the ground next to Ash she leaned against the wall of the stable she began to eat slowly, thinking to herself while she waited for Keystone and the others to return. 

	Over at the temple Yomdi listened, well maybe he was listening. He was pacing around the room not even looking at them as he stroked his beard and kept messing around with his robes. It was when he finally heard about Sana singing to cast that he stopped and looked over before looking away again. 

	"Ahh a singer! Wind! Yes, yes, it all makes sense. Winds moving, cold, hot, hard, soft. So many winds so little time," he said repeating those very lines over and over again. He must have repeated those words a dozen times before he finally stopped in his tracts and looked over at Keystone from across the room at this point. 

	"Put her in the center of the room, yes, yes. Winds. Why you bring her to yomdi, Yomdi knows this. Yomdi knows these things. Wind things. Cannot do without wind. Yes, hurry, there, there," he said pointing to the center of the room. Sana looking weakly but strangely towards Yomdi. 	

	[color=82ca9d]"He's nuts..."[/color] she said but Yomdi only laughed. 

	"Not nuts, nuts grow, come from earth. Yomdi is wind!" he exclaimed like a giddy school boy. "Now, stop talking, sounds like you been gargling gravel. Yuck winds!"