Jennifer
"Mmh. Was a joke." *She said in reference to the drinking from skulls part.* "I'm Sivne, that's Sonja and Carlyn was the other one. What's an Iluot anyway?"
Philip
"...Good to meet you, Ildilnytra." She replied with a nod. It was hard not to grin a bit too—The Silnarian seemed to have taken Sivne's remark a little too seriously.
Steve
"Ah, a joke. I'm sorry that I took you seriously, then." Ildi took a sip of her now full cup, her voice getting quieter as time went on. "Iluot? It's only a town. I'm glad to have met you as well, Sonja, if leaving Iluot has brought me anything. Do the two of you - and three, say Carlyn, make a living just on adventuring?"
Jennifer
"I'm a merc, professional. Sonja's newer on the job but good at handling a weapon. Carlyn's a pain in the ass, moralist, too useful to have around for me to consider eating her though." *It was hard to tell with the usually dry and monotone way if speaking if Sivne actually thought she was a pain in the ass or not.*
Philip
"...I'm a hunter." *Sonja clarified succinctly. She didn't have much to add at the moment, but seemed to appreciate the endorsement of her combat skills. Though Sonja could do more than just kill things. Probably.*
Steve
"Moralist, hm..." Ildi's brain now skipped right over the possibility that Sivne wasn't joking. "I advertise as a traveling doctor, although this is what I truly do most of the time."