[hr][hr][h1][b][i][color=6ecff6][center]Updates[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1]
[b][color=6ecff6]Season:[/color][/b] Late Fall/Early Winter
[b][color=6ecff6]Time Of Day:[/color][/b] Early Morning
[b][color=6ecff6]Weather:[/color][/b] Cool air, some clouds, air is clean - Thank what ever god you worship
[b][color=6ecff6]General Ambiance:[/color][/b] Tense, it is just tense everywhere.  
[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

[hr][hr][h3][b][i][color=a187be][center]Kyra Altham[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h3]
[center][b][color=a187be]Location:[/color][/b] The Cross Swords Tavern
[b][color=a187be]Interacting With:[/color][/b] The Medieval X-Men
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	Kyra looked over towards Soma and motioned for her to come over to her. [color=a187be]"The shops are closed and I doubt they will be open before we leave but here,"[/color] Kyra said quickly as she pulled out her roll of parchment; within it where a few blank sheets of sheet music.

	[color=a187be]"It isn't much and the parchment is old, was a friends. Kind of just never had a use for it but never one to throw something away. Maybe you can use this until later,"[/color] she offered. They had been Sana's. Kyra figured she would end up using them as kindling or some other non-meant-for use but hey if the girl could use them, why not just hand them over. 

	Cremwise perked a brow at Keystone, well he had to give the man props; he was thorough but many of the questions he didn't have an answer for; he really didn't know what all they would be dealing with other than perhaps some orcs, which he was hoping to avoid.

	"Contract ends when we get there, I will be going further north from there and things are calm that way. Work of what you have, why I am paying you. Personal stuff ain't my concern. It gets destroyed, that is your problem. As far as rank goes, I don't care but from the looks of it the only one taking charge in getting people to get stuff done is that Kyra over there. She seems to be the one people listen to around here and she's the only one to show skill so far. So reason dictates that if you all need a leader it would be here, seems like she is used to taking charge. I just want to arrive safe, I don't care how. What I am hauling is my concern, you aren't paid to any different if I am carrying wool or gold. Food, that's on you all. I pack rations for the road, nothing more to weigh me down."

	Cremwise rambled off the answers to the questions rather quickly as he rolled up the map and tucked it back into his robe. Was sure a lot of questions for a simple escort, most people he just paid and they went with it. 

	Kyra sat there, picking at her food and only eating a little bit as she watched everything around here once she had handed over the papers to Soma. She half chuckled when she saw what went down with Lob and Sundos and then gave the cleric an odd look as he went into his prayer. 

	[color=a187be]"Sure you aren't a priest for the wind? Cause that was the most long winded prayer I have ever heard,"[/color] she quipped as she stood up and took her plate over to Lob, setting it down for him. She wasn't very hungry and he was already asking for more. Might as well make sure he was filled up before they headed out. If he was anything like other half-orcs she had dealt with in the past she wasn't worried about food; he'd hunt down plenty of meat for them during the journey. If not she had her rations and water skins.