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[color=gold]Time:[/color] Morning
[color=gold]Location:[/color]Roshmi City
[color=gold]Interactions:[/color] Ayita [@13org], Sakura [@baraquiel]
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Cade gave Sakura a confused look as she happened to mention knowing of a disguise spell that requires the body part of an elf. He tilted his head to the side and wondered if it was some sort of dark joke. He couldn’t imagine any elves willing to part with any pieces of themselves and didn’t want to imagine the sort of shady merchants that would sell such a thing. Her trickery with the blueberries was much more to his liking, and while normally such magic would strike him as a coward’s trick, in their situation he was becoming much more comfortable with those who relied on magic. It had, after all, proven to be an exceptionally useful tool in one’s arsenal. [color=gold]”Wonderful, and so much more pleasant than an elf part spell. What a terrible notion.”[/color] Cade said chuckling a bit as if he understood her strange joke. He was happy that his friend Ayita was more comfortable going into the city. It was hard to believe her home lacked magnificent cities, and he was excited to watch as someone saw Roshmi for the first time. He too had been awestruck during his first visit to this great city. He did not interrupt Ayita’s moment of awe as she took in the sites of Roshmi, speaking again when she mentioned buying some weapons. 

[color=gold]”Sakura, I take it you have traveled through here before? I believe a reputable weapons merchant lies this way.”[/color] Cade said pointing, it had been a bit since his last visit here but he normally had a keen sense of direction. [color=gold]”After we get the supplies we need we should certainly get something to eat.”[/color] Cade suggested, his new friends were likely not shocked by this suggestion, as he was almost always ready for a another meal. Although food caught by paw and claw was always fantastic, he also greatly enjoyed sampling the dishes prepared the various different creatures that called Roshmi home. [color=gold]”One could easily live their entire life here and not have tried all that Roshmi has to offer.”[/color] 


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[color=cyan]Time:[/color] Morning
[color=cyan]Location:[/color] Roshmi City
[color=cyan]Interactions:[/color] Torvi [@Tae]
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Bowyn simply flashed Boreas a grin letting the bird know he had been outvoted. It would seem that Torvi shared his distaste for places crawling with people. It wasn’t that he hated other people, but strangers always carried uncertainty; you could never tell by looking at others what their motives and intentions were. This brought danger and their situation was already delicate enough, should Torvi’s ears happen to fall off, for instance, there were so many here who could easily turn them in for the reward. He did not share these fears with her though, both their lives were just a mistake away from being lost and he did not doubt she knew that just as well as he did. A lessened crowd, a drink or two of liquid courage to calm their nerves, and a welcomed escape from the sun would help them appear less nervous and out of place. And, if death was coming for them it was better not to face it sober. 

As Torvi pointed out an establishment, The Leaky Tap Tavern and Inn, Bowyn couldn’t help but let a sarcastic remark slip out. [color=cyan]“Yes, the sign does seem to suggest they are an inn, so glad they teach warriors where you are from how to read.”[/color] He headed towards the tavern and the working class vibe it gave off reminded him a bit of a place he had once worked at. Normally Bowyn did not care to be reminded of his past, but his time spent in taverns had always been pleasant. Upon the door were a few fliers for events around the city, notably one for some grand ball soon to take place. The thought of drunken nobles with their coin purses primed for the taking was amusing enough for him to enter the building with slight grin. Although nothing fancy, The Leaky Tap was well kept and offered a relaxed atmosphere. Approaching the bar, he ordered two pints of one of the tavern’s meads, a brew they were calling Warrior’s Whistle. He figured the name would amuse Torvi. When the mugs were placed on the bar, he lightly touched the glass with his finger, focusing his ice magic to cause the glass to frost.

[color=cyan]“Need a cold drink to fend off the hellish heat here?”[/color] He asked offering to do the same for her.