Jorge
*Sivne would be sat outside a Mipmi tavern, with her hooves up drinking the local beer. She glanced around up and down the street, enjoying her evening finally being able to relax for once all by herself.*
Janise
*Terrel was making his way along the streets after finishing with a recent contract. He had traveled a bit of distance to take the time recruiting, but now with it getting late, he has begun making plans of departing this town to return to another. As he made his way along the streets, his gazed passed over to a familiar individual. At least so he thought. It took a short moment to gather where he remembered this particular Brayer from, but eventually a grin passed over his face from the brief memory of speaking with them once before.*"Well now."*He said as he approached her.*"Would have figured you'd be completely Macen by now."*He joked recalling their previous conversation of it.*"Must be doing a good job at avoiding them."
Jorge
*She looked over him and blinked. Then it clicked, they'd met in Kadrush at the very start of her exile.* "Mmh. I remember you. Kadrush, a year ago. Things've changed a lot. Care for a drink?" *Terrel might remember that Sivne said she'd been exiled from the federation, but here she was relaxing and drinking beer.* "Been on a long road since we last spoke."
Janise
*Terrel paused for a moment, perhaps thinking for a bit to himself. He supposed he'd have imagined the Brayer a bit perkier after their last interaction, but she was right, it had been quite some time since they've last spoken. No telling what's happened since then. At the offer of a drink, he'd hold a hand up.*"I'll pass on one for tonight, but wouldn't mind taking some time to relax as well before getting back to my travels."*He said, finding a spot to sit down next to her.*"Didn't expect to find you here after your claims of there not being much work in this place. Figured you'd have made your way further East."
Jorge
"Bah. Things changed. I've spent the last year in Mentia, fighting a lot. I had my exile lifted here and me and a couple friends killed a mentian baron before we left. Good times." *She sipped her beer.* "Now i'm here for the autumn and the winter, resting and planning. Mmh. And you?"
Janise
*He let out a snort.*"Sounds like the war's been putting you to work."*Terrel thought about questioning her mention of exile, but it wasn't long before he was questioned himself.*"The typical mercenary work, town building, and recruiting nowadays. Had been cutting back on traveling too far for it and keeping around the west."
Jorge
"It's been good to get some real action. I'm a lot better at fighting now than I was then. Mmh. Town building? What are you, some mercenary mayor?" *She grinned and drank more beer, setting the empty tankard down.*
Janise
"I'd hope so, otherwise I'd consider the militaries to have gotten weaker."*He joked in regards to her improved fighting skill. It was a compliment if any would ever come out of the Silnari. At her next question, he leaned back and considered it thoughtfully.*"Technically co-mayor if I ever wanted the title."*He said with a chuckle.*"But I'll leave the mayor role to my hunter, chef, tradesmen, mercenary, restaurant-owner, entrepreneur friend."*He said, dragging out each title to emphasize the ridiculousness of how many there were.*"I think I just prefer Guildmaster."
Jorge
*Sivne called over another beer, looking back to Terrel.* "Long list of titles. Who's this mercenary entrepenuer then? And what's this guild of yours about?" *Once the beer arrived she got straight to drinking that too. She kept her hooves up and was clearly relaxed.*
Janise
"I'd tell you his name if he didn't change it every week."*The Silnari said, unable to be bothered enough to tap into his memory of what to call the Kemono at this point.*"As for the guild, in its current state, it's serving as protection for the town in its in as well as scouring the resources of the unclaimed land around it. With a lot of refugees that come to the town we're usually requested jobs that require traveling to Mentia to help relations with the war going on."
Jorge
*It seemed to click as she immidiately figured out where they must be.* "Is this town of yours that settlement on Lake Agan? I've heard a few people mention it. Mmh. I hope your guild is ready for the winter migrations." *She sipped her beer as a troubled look flashed across her face for the moment.*
Janise
*He raised an eyebrow towards her resposne, surprised that she's heard of it. Maybe word had spread much further than he'd thought, but after the events in Mentia, it shouldn't come as too much of surprise. At the mention of winter migrations, he let out a quiet chuckle.*"Not the best time for traveling I'd say..."*He would have continued to comment further if not for noticing the look Sivne was giving.*"Something happen?"*He asked her.*