[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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	Sana looked over towards Nor, giving him a slight smirk and shaking her head. [color=82ca9d]"Shela isn't like most I have met, she's... unique,"[/color] she said quietly, trying to conserve her voice some. It didn't hurt as it did earlier but it was still sensitive and if they had more fights ahead of them she needed to be able to use her skills, those other than her bow. How could she describe Shela? Brash, overbearing, made Keystone look like a finely refined lady in waiting? She who lays with Half-Orcs? All these did well to describe her but it still left much to the imagination. In the end she could only think of one way to tell about Shela and it still came up far short. 

	[color=82ca9d]"Shela is an experience..."[/color]

	Looking over as Keystone came back she eyed the plate. Maybe she should have been more specific. The potatoes and gravy looked good but she wondered if they were too think for her to be able to swallow. Water was presenting a little challenge. Shrugging she figured she might as well, it wasn't the time to start throwing her food. [color=82ca9d]"Thanks,"[/color] she said before picking up a spoon and trying a small bite. It tasted as she expected, great. Keystone had always made good food, sadly she was rarely in a condition to really eat it. It was hard to swallow but she found that if she kept her bites small and washed it down with a lot of water she was able to manage. 

	She cocked a brow as he said he had gotten them a room together. That wasn't expected. She figured she would be bunking with Kyra or even Satilla since she was the healer. He said there were two beds, so she let it go. Seemed he was wanting to keep an eye on her. [color=82ca9d]"Well Kyra and Satilla went for supplies, Cyneburg said she'd be back later I think. The rest, I have no idea,"[/color] she said as Femnal brought over several large pints of ale and an even larger pitcher of more. 

	"Here you go, rooms are ready for your group. Baths are being drawn and should be ready in about half an hour," he said as he sat down and rested his chin on the table. He looked tired, a huge change from how he had been a week ago. 

	Outside the city was winding down but the militia was out and about patrolling the streets and the perimeter of the town, guards were posted through out but it didn't seem to be near as many as they would need for a town even this small in comparison to others. Over towards the graveyard there were no more graves being dug at this point, instead bodies were gathered and burned now, after which a few members of the temple gathered the bones that remained and were hammering them to dust. 

	Back at the Apothecary Kyra leaned against the counter as Satilla went through the supplies, eying things and the man who had brought them out. Reaching into the box she pulled out a small amulet and cocked a brow. Flipping it over a few times before setting it with the rest of the things that were to be purchased. [color=a187be]"This too,"[/color] she said as she righted herself. 

	"Oh yes, that is a fine choice, very rare, very rare indeed," he said stumbling over his words. Kyra smirked and shook her head. 

	[color=a187be]"Really? How do you know? You don't even know what this is do you?"[/color]

	"That's how I know it's rare!" he snapped back. Rolling her eyes she shook her head and gave the man a warning glance as her hand went to rest on her bow. 

	"Fine, take it, like everyone else here just takes," he growled. 

	Kyra looked over towards Satilla as she drew a silver arrow and unslung her bow from her shoulder. Drawing the string back she let it fly and the man yelped. The arrow didn't hit him though, embedding in the wall next to his head. [color=a187be]"That should more than cover everything,"[/color] she said as her bow was laced over her shoulder and she pocketed the amulet. [color=a187be]"Come on, let's go find the others,"[/color] she said as she gathered the few things she had bought personally and let Satilla grab the rest. Stepping outside she looked around and rested her hand on the hilt of her blade. People with wares were usually targets, it was best to let Satilla do the carrying and her the blade. Ash yawned slightly as he padded over towards Kyra and licked the palm of her hand.