[h3][b][i][color=7F7765][center]Lucan Cauldwell[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h3]
[center][b][color=7F7765]Location:[/color][/b] The Crossed Swords Tavern
[b][color=7F7765]Interacting With:[/color][/b] Kyra, Alto, Ash, Lob, Sundos, Sona[/center]

Listening as the others mulled over his offer and agreed, Lucan seemed legitimately surprised at how easy it had been to convince them all to join him and Persephone. [color=7F7765]"Huh, well having more help'll be useful, glad that you'll all be coming."[/color] He gave them a firm nod, pleased both for the company on the road, and for the possible assistance should any individuals he'd rather avoid came along, he particularly was glad for Lob coming along, curious as the large half-orc was, and, well, stupid as he was, he'd be more than useful in a fight - and he doubted Lob would side with any bounty hunters over Lucan.

Shifting his gaze over to Kyra as she bid them goodnight, he gave her a nod. [color=7F7765]"I'll be down here in the morning so we can all head out together."[/color] He uttered simply in her direction, but the comment was intended for all those present. Watching as the group separated to move off to their own rooms, Lucan was yet again struck with the fact that he had no room to stay in. Shrugging off the thought, he moved to a table nearer to the door and sat, figuring he'd wait for Persephone to return and inform her of his success before he went off searching for a place to spend the night, or for an unoccupied room upstairs for him to sneak into.

Settling into his seat, he idly watched the fire from where he was, and the sleeping lob - eyes drifting over the elven bard occasionally. He hadn't had a chance to actually speak to her yet, but he assumed she was coming along, so he'd chat to her then - assuming she went up to bed like all the others.