Robin
Aurelien smiles, sitting at one of the chairs that Theradin pointed to. He was excited, his tail swishing at the excitement. He was almost, *Purring* It seemed. That was how excited he was, admittedly. He looked around, looking at the blonde man, and the ambiguous one. They all looked well, like a rowdy bunch. Was this like the group his father was running with? As, well, eccentric? 

He looked over the map, and had a annoyed face when mentioning they were going to have the hike. Oh well. He could make do, and he would make do. If his father could do something like this, so could he. He wanted this, no matter how hard it would be, he would successfully do it. 

"I am a skilled bard, I'd like to think. I am skilled in Biomancy, and of course, I am a Vesani. But unfortunately... Violence is, not my strongest skill. If someone needs swooned, or talked to. I can help you there." Aurelien smiles, again. He looks at the dwarf with a sort of fondness. He seemed like he'd be a good leader honestly, and Aurelien's tail swished in his seat. He couldn't believe it, he was finally getting hisd big break. 

"I realize we have not introduced ourselves. We know Theradin, but I am the illustrious bard, Zephyr! But, you can call me Aurelien Egeus Faine. The son of Dulcibella Faine, the idol and harpist. Wonderful bards of Thyseer. Perhaps you have heard of my sister, Gisele? You may know her as Thyseers golden Voice? The *Black swan* Of Lucidien?"
Richard
For a moment, the sound of a woman's hysterical laughter came forth. Only to be immediately stopped by several coughing fit of the masked alchemist, profusely and intentionally making it loud as possible. In that instance, he almost got a heartattack because of his supposed undead aunt and mentor. 

```Golden Voice? Black Swan of Lucidien? Bah, the audacity to even DARE use even the whole of the world! I swear, if she can't please the gods, then that is just one hell of a lie! Come my student! Show them what a TRUE GOLDEN VOICE IS!```

Lawrence would continue to cough while making a hard press and smash on his chest several times, targeting at his necklace which doesn't seem to stop. Though since it could easily be mistaken for the slightest faint of the wind, it was easy to cover up. But sharp ears isn't easily be fooled under all those forced aesthetics of illness. "**Apologies, I seem to have swallowed my own saliva into my trachea by accident. Do not worry, I harbor no disease.**" The man plainly stated, profusely sweating from all that nervousness and stress piling up just because of a bard who ran his mouth for far too much.

Looking at Aurelien, his emerald eyes would pierce through the veil of his mask. From the lenses, it emit a soft and gentle glow. "**A word of advice, friend. Do not blindly talk about your prestige to anyone. Especially out here. Remember to hold your tongue, for there are cutthroats and vagabonds everywhere that can make easy work of you. Perhaps kidnap you as well, money is money after all. They will not hesitate to do a great many despicable things.**"

His eyes switched towards the direction of the dwarf, hands placed meticiously around each other in wicked anticipation. "**I will be honest. I am not familiar with the biome of the Great Chasm. Are there any monstrous residents we should be aware of?**"
Joanne
"Well, glad that you are all on board. As promised, here is half your pay up front." *He pulled out several bags of gold. It was a sizable about, and Theradin had a lot riding on this expedition.* "So, I hope you've gathered supplies. I've gathered some basic supplies, basic climbing gear, food, and the like. It's only enough for a week or so. If there is anything else you think you'll need, we've got an hour or two before we head out, you'll be able to find most of what you need. *He began collecting his maps and other assorted items and packing things back in his bag. He looked around as folks began to share their skills.*

"Well it seems like we've got a fair amount of skill and know-how between us. I don't expect to be fighting to much, but whatever is down there certainly isn't friendly. So when we do fight I expect it to be rather tough. Certainly nothing like fighting on the battlefield"

*He turned towards Aurelian as he introduced himself.* "A famous bard huh? I'm no Bard but I do dabble in a little bit of poetry myself. More of a scholar in that department, but just a hobby." *He certainly didn't look like a fancy bard or a bookish scholar.*

*He seemed amused by Lawrence's statement, speaking up with some local knowledge.* "Well my masked friend, I'm not sure where you're from, but there aren't many thieves and cutthroats here in Lerwick. Maybe a few, but for you or me it may as well be save, so long as you don't go around waving gold and pearls in both hands while walking down a dark alley. I for one look forward to working with you all. I'll be at the town stables when you are all ready."