Heather
*The Door almost flings open in a mild clamor that shakes the thin building as a short exasperated looking man wighed down by a cumbersome bursting to full travelers bag. He halfs stumbles into the tavern seat about 8 feet from you and speaks out in a horse tone*

" Wattteeerrr... Then maybe a strawberry wine"

*And almost immediately the barkeep plops 3 pinta of water in front of him he proceeds to suck down in quick succession*
Jerry
Elita jumps a bit, startled by the man's dramatic entrance. After looking him over for a moment, she assumes him only to be another drunk bastard and sneers slightly, turning back to her drink. Her token has landed, and she takes another long swig to finish off the ale.
"Yeah, I could use some water, too." She picks up the token, twirling it between her fingers.
Heather
*After finishing the 3 mug he leans back a moment I. Bliss the gills visible in the edge of his short cut shirt twitching. He then wipes his mouth off and quickly regains some composure, taking out a note pad and pen scribbling somthing down*
Jerry
Now noticing that he's a Treton, she raises an eyebrow at this, slinking out of her seat. Quietly approaching the man from behind, she peers over his shoulder to see what he's writing.
Heather
*Peering over his shoulder you see him filling in fairly professionally done map of the south eastern region of salvania drawing up a ok less than optimal looking path along with the words*
" Failled detour, do not travel again"
Jerry
"Rare to see another M'lysta around here," She says, revealing her presence. She flips her token, and it lands on the bar top in front of him, with the face-up side displaying an engraved skull on the silver surface. "Travelling?"
Heather
*He looks up straight up and behind him slightly catching Elita eye before letting out a chuckle*
" Always traveling friend is part of my job"

" How about your self miss"?
Jerry
"Officially travelling, but it's more like wandering." One of her tentacles reaches down the bar to retrieve her water as she sits down beside the man. "Finding a purpose here is harder than I thought." She flips the token again, and it lands on the other side, showing the engraved symbol of a sun.
Heather
*He marvels at you're extra appendage maybe just abit too much before snickering*
" Another traveler in a hostile landscape I think we can appreciate each others company but first come and sit, and go on the type of purpose you're looking for"
Jerry
Her gaze drifts to the row of alcohols behind the bar. "All I ever want to do is be useful in some way, but nobody's needed me for anything lately." Her tentacle reaches from behind her and spins the token. "I've been on the move for half of my life. At first it was necessary, but not anymore. Maybe I'm running from something, or maybe I'm chasing something. I'm just compelled to move on to the next village, sea, or totalitarian regime."
Heather
*Adikan winces at the thought of being forced to give life advice and motions for his wine, taking a deep drink before even saying a word*
" Excuse my interruption but mind if I get your name"?
Jerry
She pauses for a few seconds at this, looking Andikan in the eye.
"Elita. You?" She finishes her water and orders another ale.
Heather
*He extends a hand your way*
" Andikan"
" And I feel your putting abit much pressure on yourself ...And makin a dire mistake asking complete strangers for advice but lets focus on de first thing "

" This may just be me guessing but in pretty sure you tie your self worth up with your work"?
Jerry
Elita's hand lacks bone, and feels more like goo when squeezed. "I'm a healer by nature. If I'm not helping people, what am I contributing to the world? Everyone tells me to enter the army, but I could never handle conflict like my kind. The Pinnacelian name is nothing but a black, ugly mark on me."
Heather
*He grimaces scratching his head at the bitter realization a professional might be needed in this situation*
" Well you ever maybe consider setting up in a town... Letting the sick come to you"?

" There kinda always somone in need of a doctah ja know"