[center][h1][color=fff200]Yikk,[/color] [color=dodgerblue]Yakk,[/color] & [color=00a651]Yukk[/color][/h1][/center]
The figure turned one final time to address the bartender, once again placing coins on the table. [color=dodgerblue]"I will take a room for the night. There is extra if you bring food tonight."[/color] The bartender nodded, taking the coin. A hand reached out from the cloak, and picked up the mug in front of it, holding the drink close to the concealing robe. The bartender produced a key, which was taken in another hand, and stored within the cloak. The figure stalked off toward its room, and upon entering, locked the door behind it.

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The night was spent simply as Yikk, Yakk and Yukk relaxed. Only needing to reform to take the meal from the innkeeper, the trio spent the night eating and drinking their fill, the human sized portions more than enough for three small creatures to split. The next morning, the trio reformed, and cloaked themselves to leave. The innkeeper, and what few patrons stayed the night, watched as Dru'marish dropped a key on the counter, and walked out the door. 

On the road away from the building, the trio remained stacked as they marched. They would split apart once they were safe and away from civilization. As they were about to split up, Yakk noticed a figure up along the robe. It was a human, armed and armored, with bows, knives, swords, and likely more hidden. The cloaked figure came to a stop. [color=dodgerblue]"Hail, friend!"[/color] Yakk called out to the stranger as he subtly shifted position under the cloak. All three kobolds were preparing to throw aside the cloak and spring into action, just in case.