[b][center][h3][i][color=#17c311]Cyne[/color] & [color=746f6f]Nor[/color][/i][/h3]
[color=#17c311]Location:[/color] Graveyard & Crossed Swords Tavern
[color=746f6f]Interacting with:[/color]Ntaj & Sana and Keystone[/center][/b]
[color=#17c311]"I know how to make traps for small game. Rabbits, squirrels and gophers mostly. I'm not sure what would work on one or more persons."[/color] In hindsight, suggesting that they lay a trap when it was fully possibly neither of them knew how was a fairly stupid thing to do. Regardless, they needed to do some scouting, and where Ntaj went off towards one direction, Cyne would split up and head in another. She looked for dug up graves, anything lying on the ground that may have come from somebody, and anything that might be out of the ordinary. If there were marked gravestones, she would read the ones of dug up graves. Maybe they would provide a hint on which bodies were selected and why. [hr]
[color=746f6f]"If'n ye say so, lass."[/color] Nor tore into his steak and gave it a good what-for as everyone else talked about adventure-type stuff he really didn't give two shits about. It was only after he had consumed roughly half the meat that he bothered to even think about becoming part of the conversation again. He scooted his seat closer to Sana and whispered to her.

[color=746f6f]"Hope ye don't mind me askin, but are you some sorta noble or somethin, lass?"[/color] Normally he wouldn't bother with subtlety in a place like this, but he didn't like the look in the gnome's eye and he didn't want to take the gamble on how quickly he would backstab the rest of the present company.