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[b][color=6ecff6]Season:[/color][/b] Late Fall/Early Winter
[b][color=6ecff6]Time Of Day:[/color][/b] Night has arrived
[b][color=6ecff6]Weather:[/color][/b] The temperature is dropping quickly and the mugginess that hung in the air is starting to clear out with the breeze.
[b][color=6ecff6]General Ambiance:[/color][/b] Most have turned in for the evening, lights around the town dot the uncurtained windows. Inside the tavern is the usual frivolity. 
[b][color=6ecff6]Location:[/color][/b] Hamlet of Salarn in the region of Gorlf just south of the Orc Settlement of Yzewz
[b][color=6ecff6]Setting:[/color][/b] Salarn Currently

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	Femnal chuckled as he watched Kyra, he was impressed by the shot she had made. Not because she had hit the Apple but because he had always used magic to keep it on his head; a little bar trick he had picked up as his days as a wizard before he had settled down in Salarn. It wasn't much but it took one heck of a hit to remove it from his head. She had been the first, so he was rather impressed.

	Looking over Venua as she got his attention and smiled broadly over towards her. Skipping over to her he pulled out his ring of keys and went over the options and costs just as he had done with Keystone not too long before. A copper a night for the shared room, a silver a night for a private room. He wasn't used to so many being in the tavern and looking for lodging but war had its benefits for those who had beds. He was thankful he had built the place to be larger than it needed to be. Seemed tonight it was paying off on spades.

	Crimwise perked a brow as he was spoken to and shrugged before having a seat, picking his teeth slightly as he eyed the woman and man she had been speaking with. Hos eyes wandered over to Kyra for a minute before looking back towards Persephone and smiling at her.

	"Maybe you can!" he said excitedly. "You know that woman over there? I'm looking for some people to travel with me and my cart of goods tomorrow. I'm just a humble merchant, Cremwise is the name, and I have to travel through orc territory. Need some protection just in case. She looks like she could be useful, what about you?" he asked as he flicked a piece of food off the top of his finger.

	Femnal looked over at Thelin and laughed. "Ey it would!! Don't get much of our own out in these parts," he said motioning towards one of the barmaids. She quickly coming over with a couple of points for the brothers from other mothers.

	"To us!" he cheered.



[hr][hr][h3][b][i][color=a187be][center]Kyra Altham[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h3]
[center][b][color=a187be]Location:[/color][/b] Inside the Crossed Swords Tavern
[b][color=a187be]Interacting With:[/color][/b] Saul
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	Kyra had already put in an order of food and the room was well taken care of. Leaning back in her seat she crossed her arms and let them rest in her lap as she watched everyone around her; taking mental note of those she felt she would need to speak with later. There were several she felt that might be able to give her information. Whether they did or not, only time would tell. That was if they were there Come morning. Tonight she was just wishing to relax, alone.

	Seemed that wish was going unanswered this evening as Saul wandered over and sat himself down at her table. A slender dark brow arched deeply as she watched him, something of an incredulous look sweeping across her features as she listened to him.

	[color=a187be]"No, no thank you to the drink,"[/color] she said as she straightened her posture. [color=a187be]"I don't feel like it is wise to bury ones senses at the bottom of a bottle when war is knocking at your front door,"[/color] she said with a rather charming smirk gracing her lips. The barmaid brought over her food, sliding in without a word before slipping away again.

	[color=a187be]"And no I am not, I was sent here to do some investigating,"[/color] she answered as she placed her napkin in her lap. Eloquently she cut a small piece of meet, having the manners of an elven princess instead of that as a common ranger. [color=a187be]"And what brings you here, other than to drown out memory?"[/color] she said with a quaint chuckle before she bit the food off the end of her fork. Chewing quietly as she watched the man and awaited an answer.