A moment and a half passed as Soot clambered and sat himself upon one of the stools to think, grasping the edge of the stool with one paw as he leaned and rested his weight against it. He didn’t particularly feel like approaching the foremost authority of a town like Forsaken and insinuate accusations that they might know more than they’re letting on about the current situation, he thought. But that was about as far as he got before suddenly becoming inundated with the sudden appearance of first one, then two, three and four of his new partners in crime - so to speak.

The otter scratched his chin at the woman’s question, considering how much he felt like divulging of his suspicions and thoughts. He thought for a moment too long before the male genasi decided to answer the question in his stead, to which Soot nodded tentatively. He didn’t consider it a sufficient answer to the question but remained silent for the time being, in thought, as the odd man sat down by the table - followed by the approach of the giant one.

He watched as the kobold audibly made its way into the common area of the inn, feigning disinterest in its going-ons. It seemed very [b]loud[/b], which was simultaneously amusing and slightly disconcerting to the otter. Soot assumed it would attempt to consume him at some point, undoubtedly. While it made its scene, Soot turned to look up at the warforged and gave him a thumbs up before responding jauntily:
“Hey, that’s a pretty rad name you’ve got there.”
He smiled, as well as a critter could smile, before pushing himself up onto his hind paws.

The otter turned to look at each of his party members present before giving his shpiel:
“Alright, so here’s the thing: truth be told, I haven’t paid much mind to this here whole weirdness situation Forsaken’s got going. Let’s be real, if you know anything about the town, it’s not [i]that[/i] weird. It’s [i]Forsaken[/i] we’re talking about here, shit happens here with just a bit more flair than anywhere else…”
While he was speaking, there was the sudden noise of glass shattering and Soot stood on his little toes to look over the party’s shoulders at the genasi and kobold. He grimaced at the interaction, sighing internally at everything he had seen so far. The otter shook his head and lowered back down onto his little feet.
“And just like anywhere else, somebody knows something. And somebody knows that somebody who knows something. It’s just a matter of finding somebody important enough. You catch what I’m throwing here?”
He held his arms up to his sides in a inquiring manner, before grinning at the rest and finishing with:
“Anyway, since the big lug here has the right idea in mind”, he gestured at Nemorad with a thumb, “introductions seem to be in order. Anyone that matters calls me Soot.”