At that moment in time, Ceria Verkorcoran felt exhausted.  The tiefling had seemingly wordlessly healed her arm near completely.  The limb only twinged now and again as she stood with the rest of the group as they watched the tiefling bartender's impressive display of dexterity.   When he pointed out an elf hater, she found that she barely had the energy to throw a glance in the hulking brute's way.  To call a goblin a "hulking brute" was probably an insult to hulking brutes given how lean and beady-eyed he was, but the intensity with which he scowled at her quickly had her pulling up the hood that she forgot she wasn't wearing since the fight.  

The elf didn't even have enough energy to smile at the barkeep's passing comment about her looks.  Then again, it wasn't like she was particularly vain to begin with.  When you prefer to live in the woods for as long as she had, the idea of romance became almost a foreign concept.  At that precise minute a squirrel bounded on to the window ledge; a large chestnut in its paws as it chittered amiably  to the room in general.  The creature's violet-black eyes spotted Ceria and it let out a tiny squeak of excitement as it leapt off the windowsill and raced over to the elf, scrambling up from her boot to perch on her left shoulder.  The elf hid a wince as the little fuzzy being's claws nipped at her recently healed shoulder.  

Ceria absentmindedly stroked the little fuzzy's triangular head with a finger as she reached into her coin purse with her other hand.  From it she withdrew twenty gold pieces and plunked them down in front of the bartender.  [color=39b54a]"That should be enough to cover at least a few of our tabs I hope,"[/color] she said softly.  [color=39b54a]"Now if you'll excuse me, I need a nap. Don't worry, I'll leave this little fella outside.  His name is Chip in case you were wondering." [/color] She tucked her coinpurse more securely into her bodice as she strode over to the window and gently deposited Chip into the planter on the other side of the windowsill.  She gave him a little pat on the head before she closed the double window panes and lowered a small wrought-iron black bar down over the middle so they latched securely from the inside. Chip looked a little sad as he sat on his haunches and nibbled at his nut.  

In the meantime, Ceria had started looking for the way to the rooms but had not yet left the common area. 


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Ceria uses Speak to Animals to learn the squirrel's name.  
Ceria spends 20 gold out of her 155 total to help pay her share of the group's tab. 
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