Dean
*The dark elf took a brief while to weight up the pros and cons about Kalie's offer. She didn't like the idea of relying on someone's help, nor would she have handled her gears to someone she just met. The risk of stealing was too high, even if the centaur seemed trustworthy at first glance.*
`"Mmh. You may find me sorry about that, but I can't accept your offer."` *She gently rejected.* `"Maybe if we were to know each other I would've accepted, but... I can't just put my properties on a stranger's back like that. I hope you understand."`
*She apologized while lowering her chin and eyes as a formality. But then, a new voice added to the conversation. Seemed like a timid one though. Kemendriel reached the newcomer with her golden glance and quickly scanned him. A Naga, now? That day was a festival of rarities!*
`"I... Dont really know how and why you would like to help, but... Hello, I guess?"` *She confusely greeted.*
*The elfic warrior shivered briefly. The drizzle still didn't cease. After the failed attempt at bargaining and this meeting, the cold and a slight grumble from her stomach reminded her of the other reason she came to town. She shrugged.*
`"But anyway. I'm hungry, and this dampness is slowly making me pissed. Would you mind if we get a drink and a meal inside? There's an inn at the end of the street that cooks delicious seafood stews."`
*The purple-haired lady would've then waited for an answer while crossing her arms. Despite her acting somewhat cold because of her annoyance, the invitation would've probably sounded friendlier to the other people. At least people would've also stopped fixing this uncommon group.*
Ruby
*Nia impatiently listened to the ramblings of each and every other members, waiting for them all to be done with their discussions before raising her voice.* "Aye Aye all this all that, reel noice. Ai freat we'd gaunae hive ta head inside indeed." *She gestured with her right hand a sort of vertical circle using her flexible wrist to signify 'let's move on'* "Let's talk price and whit not 'round sum hawt meal eh? Ale's on meh if ya want so les' just go." *The bad weather was getting worse and the Felinid woman seemed more and more bothered by it, her tone was a bit pressing but still inviting and overall freindly. There was a decent looking inn right across the street, made of rough white stone bricks and dark oak wood, it looked pretty ancient but the warm golden light that came out of it's glass windows was definitly cozy looking and seemed to draw Nia like a moth to a lamp. A worn out sign over the heavy door said "Grey Bear Inn & Tavern" It was nothing fancy but it looked about as experienced and longstanding as an inn could. For this type of place, a rather ancient look was often a selling point, if it looked old without seeming decrepid or moldy, that meant the place had services of high enough quality to stay open for a long time in a rough line of buisness with a lot of competition, while a young and brand new looking inn, was a risky bet as one couldn't be certain of the services' quality.* "Ovar 'ere, noo here they got mushroom stew that's ta die for!" *The large woman said with a big grin as she walked towards the establishment, gesturing the rest of the small group to follow her.*
Randall
*The huge beastkin shrugged her broad shoulders slightly, dipping her head. She had not truly expected the elf to take her up on the offer, but it never hurt to try right? You never knew what sort of opportunity might come your way, if you were willing to look for it. Still, the elf was wise to be cautious. Perhaps she would be more amenable after a hot meal, and some warmth? If not, then Kalie would move on, as she always did. The felinid seemed more open however, so there might be some profit there at least. As for the Naga..

Kalie glances down to the creature with a little irritation. Just where had he popped up from, and why was he so keen to "Help"? Very suspicious, in her opinion. Sure, she had offered her services, but certainly not for free. Never trust someone who seemed happy to help, for nothing. That was what she believed. She would have to keep a close eye on the snake man. Although, it would be a shame if something happened to him, and all that gold got "Misplaced"...Something to think about, certainly. Turning her attention back to the women, Kalie offers a half smile, and nods, keeping her expression pleasant now. Sometimes she forgot, that most people didn't enjoy the weather as she did. Her face turns up toward the sky for a moment, letting the cold rain wash over her face, then with a sort of neighing huff she gives her self a shake, skin rippling along her 'horse' body. Pushing her damp, blonde hair up and away from her face, she finally replies.*

"As you wish. A hot meal is always welcome, for me at least."

*One last glance at the elf and the naga, and she saunters onwards, hooves clopping, and tail swishing as she heads over to the tavern, following Nia. Bystanders step aside for the centaur, aside from a couple not paying attention who Kalie gently nudges aside, much like a normal horse would do.*
Kathleen
*Dillion did not like the glares at him one bit, he felt threatened especially by the centaur. He also regretted yelling I'll help you he should have tried to talk to her first, now he has just had himself like suspicious he slams his palm against his forehead in annoyance at himself but it could be worse he couldn't have been rejected well he wasn't sure if he has. So he took the offer as well begrudgingly though since he still felt uncomfortable but it was the only way to make himself look less suspicious so he followed also looking nervous not helping his situation. He couldn't talk too he couldn't bring himself to he looked at the dark elf trying to finger out what she thinks about him hoping she doesn't find him weird or untrustworthy*
Dean
*Kemendriel nodded to her fellow felinid. At least she wasn't the only one being annoyed by the weather.*
*Eventually the group would've reached the inn's entrance. She opened the door and warmly grinned at the party as to invite them all inside. But, hadn't them a **Little** Problem? She raised her chin to the centauress.*
`"Ahem... I'm actually... Quite dumb, ain't I? Haha..."` *She nervously chuckled.* `"I mean, are you able to enter, centauress?"`
*The dark elf marked a point. As being a centaur was completely fine within the free lands of Lymia, people usually weren't taller than a certain heigh, as the 210cm doorframe depicted. Now she felt stupid and guilty. What if her imposing invitee couldn't come inside and would've thought that the elf lady would've tried to mock her?*
`"I-I'm sorry! I'm so dumb! I swear I just forgot about your stature...!"` *She clumsily defended.*
*One couldn't tell if she was sweating or not because of her already wet face, but it was easily seen that she was sincerely confused.*
Ruby
*Nia slaped the elf across the back, it was not meant to hurt quite obviously and was clearly an amical gesture full of compassion, but it did hurt a bit, it seemed as if the powerful feline warrior wasn't the best at controlling her strength.* "Oi! Don't ya get riddy! Ain't nothin' int it horse lass?" *She turned at the centaur with a smile, calling her a 'horse lass' that was a very familiar way of adressing what was pretty much a stranger. Such behavior showed the pretty outgoing and laid back attitude and state of mind that characterized Nia, she was friendly to almost everyone and expected the same from other people towards her, this could be seen as a bit naïve and Nia knew that most people weren't nice out of the blue and for no reasons, theifs, liars, cheaters, murders, corrupt nobles ect were something she was clearly aware of but she had decided to not let those crappy people ruin her cheerful mood and that if push came to shove she had faith in her strength to pull out of situation her good will and faith in people may have put her in.* "Yer gunna fit through right? Inn's job's to serve booze to peeps no matter how wee, how large, how sketchy, they'll be managin' no sweat!" *She smiled again towards Kemendriel, despite a bit rough and hard to understand, her words were encouraging, telling both the centaur and the dark elf not to stress over anything and to simply take it easy, even though her accent and slangy speech wasn't the easiest to decypher, Nia was able to get her emotions across quite well through her cheerful tone and relaxed facialexpressions, she was just happy to finally get inside, and after saying what she had to say, she passed by Kemendriel to enter the inn.*
Randall
*Coming to a halt behind the other two women, Kalie rests one hand on her 'hip'. Or rather, what would be her hip on a human body. Either way, she tucks her thumb under her sword belt while she peers down at the doorway. It's certainly tall enough, and just about wide enough for her backside. Presumably, a port town like this gets all kinds of visitors, so it only makes sense to accommodate the larger ones.
Cosy light leaks out from the slight gap in the door frame, bringing with it the heady scent of multiple people, booze and home cooked food. Not something the Centauress particularly cares about, but if it puts her potential clients at ease, then it's all good. Bawdy music, dulled by the thick walls wafts from an open window, joined by the tuneless singing of several patrons, with the background noise of multiple conversations ongoing.
Kalie nods, and forces a slight smile onto her face, leaning down a little, so that she's more face height to the elf and the felinid.*

"It should be fine. I might have to clear some room, or stand still once inside. Still, it would be nice to dry off, hmm? I can smell a large fireplace within."

*Raising back up, she takes a couple of thumping steps to one side, to allow a few people to pass by( two of which almost stumble and stare up at the centaur with surprise before hurrying on.)*

"Perhaps you two.. Sorry, three"

*She adds, looking over to the Naga*

"Should enter first. I'd rather not knock any random stranger over, if I go first."
Kathleen
"Y-Yeah I'll go" *For someone who looked noble-like he sounded like nervous child he really doesn't like being around people especially one that can crush him and already don't trust. He entered the inn rather quickly staying quite a distance away from the rest even keeping his long tail away which of course made him look even more suspicious. He looks at the elf against almost hoping she'll look back why was he so worried about what this elf thought about him? He quickly turns away looking at the well shaking his head he was surprised by his own worry*
Dean
*`"Well, I hope you won't struggle much, I'll try to find a table for us, if big cat didn't find one already."` *She shrugged at the centauress with a hint of a friendly tease.*
*She entered the inn, and assuming Nia found that-said table, the dark elf would've followed the latter. The ambiance was typical of any inn, with that particular marine taste to it - as number of the macens and other elves here were sailors. The group would've been able to sniff the rural smells of the inn's specialities as the elfic waitresses came back and forth in the room.*
*Finally being protected from that stupid rain, Kemendriel was about to take her armors off, but... There was far too many undiscreet eyes looking at her in there... Especially those of the Naga who followed them. This drived her even more uncomfortable and as such, she rested her halberd against the table while giving his stare back.*
`"Why are you looking at me like this? It has been several minutes I noticed you were fixing me. This is really uncomfortable..."` *She coldly asked.*
*She then sat in a steely noise and detached her shield which joined her weapon. Anyone foolish enough who would've attempted to steal them should've been ready for payback, as the young dark elf always had a corner of an eye on them.*
Ruby
*The large cat warrior had indeed found a table, round with a few chairs around it. She was standing besides the table when Kemendriel came towards her. She was undressing, taking her hybrid leminate armor off nonchalantly, setting the parts besides the table along with her sword. A lot more of her body was obviously exposed, making her tricolored pattern more apparent. She had some rather nice dark green cloth pants under her armor that covered her legs up to her knees, some sort of brown cloth bands were wrapped around her lower legs and forearms. She only had a relatively short shirt looking more like a crop-top than anything. She sat down heavily at the table and sighed before picking up the menu, the many smells in here made her feline sense of smell tingle, she was now absolutely starving and her stomach could be heard growling in an unladylike way. Her large green eyes stared at the dark elf and the naga for a second, she had no intention in meddling with their talk, she just wanted to get something to eat.*
Randall
*Kalie would wait a moment while the others entered the building, enjoying one last breeze of cool, sea air. Delightful.. She closed her eyes, and breathed it in, preparing herself mentally. Though she would not share it with the group, buildings gave her a very uneasy feeling, the walls and ceiling always too close, as though waiting to collapse and trap the unwary at any moment. How people could stand to stay within such places, she would never understand, when the beauty of the world was outside. Still, she could suck it up for now; besides, the place was a pretty big size, the roof high up. It shouldn't be too bad. She could deal with it, as she did with most things- by pushing her feelings aside. There was business to be had.

Calmly, she approaches the hefty wooden door, and ducks down just enough to avoid bumping her head, and eases her way in. It takes a moment to fully enter, her rear end coming last, the sides brushing the door frame, her hooves drumming a deep, heavy tempo on the wooden floor boards. Several patrons look up in shock, eyes widening in disbelief, while most of the sailors present merely watch, nudging each other and chatting. They're much more traveled than the average drunk, and not too surprised by the appearance of a centaur in their midst. Several nearby locals lean back, chairs scraping away, while holding their mugs protectively, unsurprisingly really. The woman's bulk takes up rather a lot of space after all. 

Kalie either doesn't notice the stares, or does not care, and simply makes her way over to the table, where she props her own spear besides Kems, then with deliberate carefullness, lowers her body down to a sort of laying/kneeling position alongside the table, her weight causing the floor to creak and groan audibly.*

"Nice place."

*She declares, nonchalantly, while reaching up with both hands to refasten her damp hair. Now roughly the same height as the other two women, it's much easier to converse.*

*Other than that last, generic statement, she stays quiet for now, watching the elf question the Naga boy. It gives her time to run a crude comb through her thick mane of blonde hair, anyway.*
Kathleen
*Dillion went in to panic mode she had seen him looking it took him a white to think of something to say he looks around for minute before taking a look at her weapon perfect that's how he could fit this, dillion took a sit down letting his tail trail on the floor. Let's hope no one steps on it, took a deep breath before speak to the elf* "S-sorry i've just never seen such good looking armour, or weapons" *He spoke more casually he manged to swallow his social awkwardness,, while talk he would take out his owe supplie of beer take a few mouthful, after the beer took affect he visible got less tense*
Dean
*The Naga's answer dug his hole even further as Kemendriel frowned. Now why was he looking at her stuff? Did he intend to steal it? Now she was really wary about that strange guy.*
`"Errr... Okay? Never seen an Almain Rivet before? This is basic army gear... Same thing for the weapon..."` *She annoyingly replied.*
*'I'll have to keep an eye on this dude. He's creepy as all hell... One finger on my weapon and I cut his head off' She thought to herself. Be she was good at hiding her feelings and repressed her suspicion from staining her pretty face. Instead, she displayed a corner of a smile when Kalie finally managed to make her way to the table. Poor centauress.*
`"My dear, it must be a hassle to get a drink for you... I'm glad not being a centauress myself! Haha"` *She nervously giggled, approaching the horsey woman's head. She would've then softly nudged her to attract her attention, and would've whispered to her pointy ears.* `"Although you don't get creeped out by stalkers like that snakey dude at least."`
*She then mechanically crossed her legs and audibly cleared her throat.*
`"Ahem anyway, my name's Kemendriel! And I'm a... A dark elf! Haha! In... Fact you didn't see it! Haha!"` *She jesterly introduced. Seemed like discretion wasn't her thing.* `"What did you find on the menu cat-lady? I'll pay for the drink at least!"`
Ruby
*When Nia heard the dark elf call out to her she raised her head to look at Kemedriel, she was listening half hazardly but had taken in the name as well as what was going on with the naga and, well it was indeed pretty strange to be fascinated by Almain Rivet, if anything her own Hybrid Leminate was a less standard sight though not a specially rare one either. She set the menu on the table and spun it around 180 degrees to put it in the dark elf's direction and not upside down so she could read it easily.* "Gei it laldy, yer not payin' I'd get ya on the streets with hoo much I get blootered!" *She laughed loudly.* "The name's Nia, at yer service!" *She puffed out her strong chest on and put on display a grand smile cut from one ear to the other and showing her many sharp teeth which were in strangely good condition.* "They got stew put, sheit with garlic, and yer good ol' coo ribs! Ale, beer, wine all sortsa boozes and the likes, fair prices too I gotta say!" *She was clearly in a way better mood than outside already, it was hard to imagine this now very freindly and happy go lucky cat was once the raging monster they had seen outside only minutes before.* "By the wey snake boy, should be honest 'bout lookin' at her bahooky 'ight? 'tleast Ai'm ever franc if Ai take a wee keek at somebody's ass." *She grinned clearly being more teasing that accusing but that might have been even worse in the case of someone like her.*
Randall
*Kalie lazily opens one eye while she finishes tying her hair back into a loose pony ( haha) tail when Kem nudges her, then turns her head slightly to regard the elf girl. She can comfortably rest her elbow on the table at this height, and so she does so, leaning onto it just a bit. It's much better than standing up and looming above everyone anyway, and spares the patrons a face full of her rear while they're trying to drink. She glances casually over to the Naga and back again, shrugging ever so slightly, her long ears twitching at the whispered words.*
"He does seem a bit.. Off. Perhaps he's just nervous."

*In fact, Kalie was suspicious of the boy too, but chose not to say so. As always, she preferred to keep her true thoughts to herself, while she studied the others. It was obvious to her, that the naga wasn't actually interested in Kems equipment, virtually dripping with jewelry as he was. It was a wonder he had not been robbed yet.*

"Kemendriel. Nia. Greetings, then."

*The centaur raises a fist to her imposing, steel clad bosom and lightly taps it, in a sort of warriors salute. She smiles thinly showing no teeth, and the smile doesn't truly reach her eyes. Still, it looks pleasant enough.*

"My name is Kaliepos. I'll pay for my own food and drinks. I eat a lot more than.."

*A quick glance around at the tavern -almost all of them elven- confirms her thoughts.*

"Everyone else here. It's best I don't burden you with any extra expense. As for you, Naga, what is your name, and why are you so keen to help hmm? I find it hard to believe you're being altruistic."

*There is no aggression in her words, only a mild suspicion as she questions the boy, peering over at the snake man with one of her blonde eyebrows raised.*
Kathleen
*Dillion would try too to explain he doesn't know much about weapons but she already left to centaur and heard her call him 'snakey dude' and with that his heart and hope sank to the deep debts like his mouth sank to the deep part of his mug he took one mug full filled it up and drank again and drank he's now sadness drinking till the point he drops his mug, and his defect his head hits the table* "Snakey dude, snakey dude" *He seems pretty hooked on that word it must have really hurt him* "When you spend your days stay as far...*Hiccup*...As far away from people it gets harder and harder to talk to them" *He said this is hopes it'll fix his horrible image, he was completely heart broken but at least his social awkwardness was best probably because he was getting drunk*