[hr][hr][h3][b][i][center][color=a187be]Kyra [/color][/center][/i][/b][/h3]
[center][b][color=a187be]Location:[/color][/b] Cross Swords Tavern 
[b][color=a187be]Interacting With:[/color][/b] Satilla, Nor
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	As Nor started to head over towards the table Ash lifted his head from his paws and eyed him for a moment before standing. Ash kept looking, his head bumping against Kyra's elbow as she looked over the scrolls in front of her. Her eyes coming up and looking over the top of the parchment. Seeing nor there she cocked a brow and then glanced down towards Ash, waiting to see if her [i]pet[/i] did anything. He did alright. He yawned, laid back down and crawled under the table to rest his head on Kyra's feet. Shaking her head she leaned back in her chair and listened to Nor's little introductory speech. 

	Did she have a sign on her face that said [i]'Hey come talk to me I'm friendly?'[/i] today? She had to wonder since her resting bitch face was usually more than enough to keep most at bay from her. So he wanted into the club? What club was that? then it dawned on her, her attitude the last few days was more explosive than Sana skull fucking someone with an arrow. Granted she had had reason for that, people were acting as if all their talk wasn't painting a red target on their backs. That combined with nearly loosing Sana had set off a domino effect of emotions that Kyra was not used to dealing with. 

	That was yesterday, this was today. Today, even though she hadn't gotten much sleep, she was more like her normal self. Sana seemed to be healing from what she could tell before she stormed off last night and what she had gotten from Femnal this morning the Gypsy had been taken to bed by Keystone: neither had been seen leaving the room since. This gave her a sense of calm to know Sana seemed to be okay but she had to wonder just what in the hell the woman was thinking going to bed with the hulking monstrosity. Anywho, she was more like herself. Still a bitch, but not as snappy so she didn't automatically tell the dwarf to go shove his axe up his own rear; followed by a sit and spin. Twirling her quill between her hands she took a long breath. 

	[color=a187be]"Well least you're upfront about it, so I'll return the favor. This is a non payment venture. One of those good deeds things. Town isn't paying us, there's been no talk of treasure. We are just trying to figure out what is going on and stop it. If we figure it out, might there be payment or treasure? No idea but ain't counting on it,"[/color] she told him in a cool tone. It was the truth. She could easily pack up and be none the worse for it but Kyra had lost things in the past so she had a soft spot for situations like these. She also had some hard spots. 

	Hearing Satilla her focused turned to the healer of the group. [color=a187be]"Morning, get a decent nights sleep?"[/color] she asked in a bit more chipper voice than she had used with Nor. Satilla was one of the few she actually trusted. The girl was coming into her own and seemed to understand things better than others around. That and she had helped save Sana. In her book that meant she owed the young healer at least some courtesy.