Robert
He shows her his ripped pants and the wound is fully healed. "All's well here Miss as you can see." As he listens to her having replaced some stuff he smiles. "I'll mend this on our next stop myself. Had a bit of a busy night. I would, and I hope it doesn't seem to forward Miss, like to know your skills and background better whenever you have some free time to chat with me. The same goes for Jeriscal. I would love to learn more about you two."
Margaret
*Fey thinks for a moment,*

*Fey nods,* "Good sir, I am but a humble performer, looking to gain prominence in Miller Dale! They have the best theaters, there, after all. I can play the flute, dance, and spin the most epic yarns! So, I am very good at gathering tales, things people say, and not too bad at staying unnoticed, so as not to taint the tales being told by my presence. So, since I guess that translates to staying quiet when I need to, that's why I was able to remain unnoticed and see what the lay of the land was, when we got those reports of the turtle-rider. Also why I tried to use other ... Distractions, before finally helping you confront the worgs more directly — I'm no epic hero, after all."

. O O ( not without being able to change, after all... ) 
*Sally inwardly responds, . O O ( yes, as much as it was difficult for you to fight without Daisy Moon's best tricks, it was, granted, unfortunate, but wise you did what you did, to try to fight without changing, and very wise you didn't use those tricks. ) 
*Fey nods, as if to herself*
Robert
Keeping a close eye on her mannerisms and smaller facial expressions he detects a small glimpse of something there in her eyes. Understanding she would like to keep some things private "Well that is very nice but, What is it that you look for in a man?" He tries to give a cute??? Smile, he isn't good at that stuff but to make her feel comfortable he wants her to ease up and smile.

Keladan had climbed through the boughs of his tree, and he sat and watched. Looking like a sentinel as his legs swung in the breeze. He'd had to use a half enchanting to get the spark going for his smoke, and puffed delightedly. 
 He watched his tortoise mount below lurking in her large way, probably eating everything that wasn't strapped down... He chuckled, earlier he had been feeling quite mope-some. But now that he had his smoke things were looking well.
Holding rolled everleaf in his teeth, he began the climb downwards.
Margaret
*Fey grins,* "Money, good personality and appreciation of the arts, a good guy with a good sense of justice, money and connections, good sense of fashion and hygiene, more good personality and appreciation of the arts... More money and connections..."

. O O ( Inquiring minds want to know! ) *Fey would have looked! Haha*
Robert
Finding it very funny and noticing she has caught him trying to read her le laughed "Well Master Rwantha I think I don't stand a chance to steal our scouts heart"
Angelique
After walking aside Ulfrig Belk Jeri and Lucile were all able to communicate amongst themselves. The story was short sweet and accurate from Jeri to Ulfrig who was taken a back. Hesistent he looked over to Belk who fulfilled his purpose by speaking the truth.

"Not sure where hence they came Ulfrig but its true. Luckily no one was harmed." Belk looked back at Jeri and Ulfrig thought it over some more. Jeri was a newcomer but truthfully it was him that spotted the commotion to begin with. Again he is just simply reporting what he saw from his perspective. 

"Forgive me Scout Master but it's an important part of the report and my duty as a hired servant to report honestly. I saw the arrows come from Krono who was unaccompanied."

 The report suddenly took an odd turn to gossip.

"Strange. I thought he was *Just* A merchant. Wouldn't expect a musician to run off into the front lines either..." Jeri's thoughts out loud stemmed from his own inner suspicions but were quickly shot down by Belk with approval from Ulfrig. 

"Lets just stick to the facts now lad. I appreciate'ya doing your job but dont go thinking your apart of the Swifthammer clan because ye saw some trolls running down the mountains now. We can take this information to Rawntha and see if he wants to look into it. It seems odd the elf would be purposeful to do such a thing after receiving such a great deal of business." 

Jeri took pride in being a good servant and it hurt his ego to be brought down to earth so harshly. He was simply speaking out loud and didnt have an accusing sentiment. But the dwarves were a honest straight forward people and took Jeri's awkward speak literally. It was something he needed to work on.

Belk and Jeri followed Ulfrig to go extend the report to Rawn. Jeri was hoping everything would work out but couldnt risk the possibility that kro did do it on purpose. He would give Kro a light smirk almost apologetic before avoiding eye contact altogether.
Regina
Rawn was standing, staring off into the north, sipping a hot mug (of not skunk tail brew).

He sighed. Time to be a leader again it seemed. He played a little self pity party in his mind. "Can't even finish a full mug before the reports start coming in. Sheesh" But he wouldn't say that out loud, nor let it grow into a full complaint. Just a humorous thought.

"All right you lot... What's got you all stired up this early in the morn?"
Angelique
"Well Rawntha it..." Ulfrig leans forward putting his hand over his mouth he also lightly gestures to the elven man. "It's concerning Kro sir." Belk nods his head as he stands behind Ulfrig letting Rawntha know that he is willing to confirm some of the story. While Jeri awkwardly stands next to him hunched staring at the ground lucile flies up to a nearby tree to stay away from any possible confrontation.
Robert
Keladan pat Roxanne's tough shell and also patted his satchel with newly stashed *Goodies* From the saddles packs inside. 
With a promise to bring back snacks, he set out to follow the smell of... What was that? Among the smoke he chanced upon the scent of bacon.. Was that? No it couldn't be.. Yes it was country gravy and the delicate buttery scent of delicious crumbly biscuits. He quickened his pace. Dwarves it seemed.. Sure knew how to eat.
 He suddenly came upon a circle of what looked to be the *Big wigs* Around the place gathered.. His excitement went out like an extinguished candle but the mesmerising smells did not. Making his stomach rumble slightly. She felt very awkward indeed, very intrusive.. He definitely was over stepping some sort of boundary he thought and sputtered not knowing what to say.

"Keledan! Welcome. Join us for breakfast and tell us where are you heading."
Margaret
*Fey does still need breakfast...*
Robert
"I don't know if this is uh.. Asking too much but is there any coffee laying about?"

"Yes, sorry you weren't here so I only brought for my self and ale for Master Rawntha. But the middle wagons there have anything you need as they ate the kitchen supply."
Margaret
*Unable to resist the lure of breakfast, Fey slinks off to acquire it, and returns as soon as possible with bacon, eggs, taters if they were there, and coffee. She'll slink back and sit there, eating, and look back and forth between Kel and Kro, sending looks Rawn's way as well.*