[hr][hr][h3][b][i][center][color=a187be]Kyra [/color]& [color=82ca9d]Sana[/color][/center][/i][/b][/h3]
[center][b][color=a187be]Location:[/color][/b] Cross Swords Tavern (Sana finally inside) - Apothecary (Kyra inside, Ash outside)
[b][color=a187be]Interacting With:[/color][/b] Various 
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	Magnus seemed to have enough of conversation for the evening. He tossed a few coins on the table to pay for his meal and got a room for the evening before heading up the stairs and that was that. (I'm too damn tired to come up with better LOL) Now that was taken care of one one of the local tavern wenches came over and gathered the coins, pocketing them in her apron before gathering up the empty dishes and leaving Njat's there. She wasn't sure if he was done or not and he didn't exactly look like the type that would take well to someone taking his food. Granted even if he did she wouldn't have taken it. 

	"Another one of Kyra's rescues darlin'?" she asked Njat as she wiped down the table and refilled the ales and meads. She had been there in the tavern when Kyra had come back with Lob - another Half Orc. She had gotten him out of a prison cell and nearly slaughtered Marcus, the towns constable, for the treatment Lob had received while in custody. It had been the talk of the town for two days after they had left to go north. She shrugged slightly as he left and then picked up the plate. "Anything else for you?" she asked Nor.

	[color=82ca9d]"Yeah, probably a good idea,"[/color] Sana said as she leaned against Keystone and let him help her into the tavern finally. Cocking a brow Sana motioned over towards Cyneberg. [color=82ca9d]"We still do."[/color] Craning her neck a bit she looked over towards Cyneberg. [color=82ca9d]"Gonna come with us or go restock with the others?"[/color] she asked but left it open as she walked carefully inside. 

	Looking around the tavern she spotted Njat leaving the table, as well as someone else she didn't know. She hadn't seen a dwarf in sometime. Last one she had seen was Shela and that woman was an odd ball even for a dwarf. Granted Sana couldn't help but wonder how much better the fight would have gone if they had had that spike armored hellion with them. 

	[color=82ca9d]"Over there with the others I guess,"[/color] she said as she pointed towards the table. She half wondered where Thomas was but didn't think much of it. He seemed to let his mind wander as much as his words. Maybe he had turned in for the night or simply left. Shrugging she went over to the table and sat down. Letting out a tired sigh as she did. 

	"Aye, what can I get fer ya lass?" the wench that had been talking to Nor asked. 

	[color=82ca9d]"Nothing I have to chew,"[/color] she said flatly. 

	"Well then no stew," the woman chuckled and Sana groaned. Rolling her eyes she looked over towards Keystone. 

	[color=82ca9d]"Could you please talk that Tavern Owner into letting you into the kitchen? I don't think I can handle pig slop tonight,"[/color] Sana asked Keystone as she pulled her pack from her shoulder and let it drop on the floor. Glancing over at the dwarf she smiled half way. [color=82ca9d]"Did you come along while I was half dazed these last few days?"[/color] she asked, still not really sure if they had picked this one up along the way or not. It had been a long last few days. Why she had chosen to sit there even though Thomas was no where to be seen and Njat had left the tavern. 

	Kyra nodded towards Satilla as she caught up. [color=a187be]"Yeah, probably. Don't worry we will get what you need. Not gonna let some fucking war profiteer cause us anymore trouble. We already had fall out cause of one asshat,"[/color] Kyra said under her breath as she stalked on her way. 

	Stopping she turned and eyed Satilla. [color=a187be]"Listen, I don't trust many people. Never had a reason to. You are one of the few that I think I can trust a little bit. You know because of what you did for Sana. So, thanks,"[/color] she said before turning and going into the Apothecary. Ash had been trotting along with them, padded in a circle before he sat down by the front door. 

	Inside an older man was standing there behind the counter picking at his nails when he heard the bell above the door ring. Looking up he smiled. "So, what can I do for you?"

	[color=a187be]"Not rip me off for starters,"[/color] Kyra stated flatly.