Mary
~~only reward was like, ten gold... So I'd be happy with getting five since I just lost interest~~
David
**Due to GM absence and time overrun, the quest is now wrapped up and canonically counts as complete. Your character may talk about how this quest was completed, but attempt to be vague about it so to not result in any issues reconciling what happened canonically.**

Every PC involved gets: 
- 10 gold 
- Some useless old book and outfits, converted to 5 gold
- 2 UP
James
*A party of adventurers would find themselves in the same tavern, whether they knew each other and came here together is unknown to me, the tavern would reek of fish and a clock sound can be heard. The clocks clicking would be irregular, you could never know when you'd hear it next, maybe you'd wait a minute or it's just a second, who knows. This scene in the tavern so the characters can get to know each other for a quick bit while I prepare the enemies.*
Harold
*Ah, a tavern. Home to many a person. Bandits and thieves, soldiers and bounty hunters, or blacksmiths looking for a good time. Most people don't expect a farmer though. Zed, disguised as a farmer, was looked at weirdly, others whispering and laughing. One would call to him.*

"Hey farmer man! How'd you save up enough to come here? Cut down some wheat?"

*They would laugh, and to their surprise, Zed would laugh as well, and walk up to them, patting one on the back, similar to how a friend would.*

"Oh if only you knew the hardships, of cutting wheat. So incredibly difficult."

*Everyone at the table would laugh, and during this time, Zed would sneak out several coins. He would walk back to the bar, and use those exact same coins to buy himself a light meal and a drink, when he noticed two other individuals, that also seemed out of the ordinary.*
Melissa
*A short Canifor walked through the tavern, avoiding eye contact as she usually did. Her ears lay flat on her head, trying to block out the most of the noise that would usually accompany a populated tavern.

 A Jackal kept pace with her, staring suspiciously at everyone else in the tavern. Jace wasn't as trusting as Juna and he wasn't about to let his guard down with so many strangers around.

 The two would make their way up to the bar, not to drink or anything, but rather in search of something to eat with some water provided. Having taken a seat and herself a bit from the others, Juna would allow her Jackal to roam around the tavern, taking in the different scents of the people he passed by and concluding whether or not he deemed them trustworthy.

 Juna looked up, only slightly to take in a small view of her surroundings. The smell of the tavern wasn't the most appealing and the irregular ticking of the clock would make her ears twitch each time they made a sound. Juna would catch sight of a couple of people who seemed different from the rest, but she wouldn't find herself staring for too long, not wanting them to catch her watching them.*
Goldie
*In one of the booths far off in the corner sat a young man. His skin was a pale-ish white; At least the skin that was not covered by cloth or steel. His hands swirled a cup of ale slowly as he seemed to be waiting for something. Anything. Behind a slab of steel, Leo scanned the vicinity around him, his dull eyes barely visible behind the plain mask he wore. None of his attire held any symbols or designs, making him rather hard to identify, but one person who may have identified the young vampire would be Juna. 
`"Rather boring.."` *Those were the words that seemed to repeat itself in his head. He couldn't enjoy some good old fashioned bread, butter and a well aged cheese to go with his ale. Nor could he enjoy the cup before him now, but he ordered nonetheless as a token of respect the the establishment. What intrigued him was the clock ticking. How come he could hear it so well above what would be assumed as barter and yelling over drunkards and proud soldiers/adventurers? The smell reeked of fish.. But being in such a massive city there were only a few diamonds in the rough. Maybe this wasn't one of those diamonds. Once he recognized Juna, he threw up a wave, assuming she noticed him. Maybe a little chatter would help ease his wandering mind*
Melissa
*Juna focused her gaze on the vampire waving to her, almost not recognizing him at first. She sat for a brief moment, thinking back to the battle they had fought together, though separate for a good portion of the fight. Shyly, Juna waved back and slipped down out of her seat. Her Jackal would look in her direction, seeing that she was on the move and quickly trotted over to her as she made way over to Leo.*

*When Juna had finally reached the area where he was sitting, she was speak quietly or rather her words could have been mostly drowned out by the other conversations.*
"Hey Leo... What are you doing here...?"

*There was curiousness to her tone, not expecting to see him so soon after what had happened earlier. Her jackal would come to sit down beside her, looking up towards the Vampire in his neutral suspicion.*
Harold
*Zed would continue eating his meal, but took notice of the two figures. One was a canifor that had a bow and a jackal, and the other was a pale, masked man who wasn't drinking his beer. Maybe a vampire? He seemed like a knight, with his cloak, shield and sword.*

*Unknown to the other two, two exact copies of him were also in the area. However, they wore cloaks, disguising them from the rest of the world. They would also watch the pair. It looks like they've met up before.*
Goldie
*As Juna approached his booth, he scooted to ensure she had proper space to relax. They didn't really talk in their last encounter, so he took it as a bit of a surprise that she came here almost immediately after noticing him.* `"I drift around this city when I'm not busy. My home is not far."` *His voice was much less hostile and stern. It was rather relaxed and docile so to speak, but still muffled from the mask that covered his face. If she noticed, he simply swirled his cup around, but did not take a drink. Then again.. That wasn't hard to notice when he had that plain slab of metal covering his.. Everything. Rather curious, as the knight simply left after the death of the old man, he asked her a small question about Sylvia and Mattaeus.* 
`"What happened to the children, if you were there to witness it? Sylvia and Mattaeus."` *Those two were still fresh in his mind. Maybe it'd bring some comfort to hear they made it out and wherever they planned to escaping to.*