Lola
[ Many apologies for my delay in replying, I've been away from home for the past week. ]

闇 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤, 𝐀𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐯𝐢 𝐕𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐚 
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*"Dark sorcery and creatures of foul creation are kind of our specialty, friend. A witch is also nothing new."*

Analvi spoke casually as she watched the tiefling down a glass of ale with ease, an impressed smirk crossing her features for a moment before dissipating. She gazed at Ardal as he went on to speak, her expression turning more serious as she listened to the man.
The woman would nod once he had offered to show them where the boy had last been seen, leaning forward slightly before reaching with her right hand in order to plant it firmly, yet gently, upon Ardal's left shoulder.

*"Don't speak so drearily, Ardal. Your brother may have done something idiotic, but he's shown courage with such an action."*

She'd say sternly before returning her hand to her side, righting her posture. 

*"And as for showing us where he was last seen... We'd appreciate it if you could."*
Tim
"Wouldn't- wouldn't you rather wait till first light? Blackwater Swamp is dangerous during all hours of the day, but the night is when the worst rears its head." Ardal shook his head vigorously as the thought of going near the swamp so late at night. "Or... So I've heard." He added, a look of uncertainty covering his face. Looking past the she-elf and goliath, Ardal called over to the bartender who was obviously listening in even though he was helping another patron at the moment. "Say, Velor, you have an open room or two right?" The fire genasi looked over to his companion and shrugged, replying "Yeah, we have a single bedroom available. Its so late, I'd be willing to look the other way just for tonight if you're really both here to help Ardal."

The tiefling looked back to Analvi and Ivan, the look in his eyes slowly becoming a bit more hopeful than before. "I'll take you first thing in the morning though- if you're genuinely wanting to leave tonight, I suppose I can't stop you, only warn you."
Sharon
𝐈𝐕𝐀𝐍 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐅𝐈𝐒𝐓, 𝐆𝐎𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐓𝐇 𝐎𝐅 𝐆𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐊. **巨大**
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Ivan had seen no point in even talking at this point, stuck between being grumpy or just being mature about it and letting them talk. The words Analvi spoke were nothing but fact. The amount of dark shit they've been through was immeasurable. From fighting literal dead reincarnations of knights to battling off sea monsters while trying to travel the waters, the duo had their fair share of fucked shit. Ivan was just aching to get going already, however it seemed the tiefling was instead wanting to leave at dawn. A bummer, but it couldn't be helped. Although, while Analvi definitely had a room secured, the same could not be said for the goliath who was actually still trying to mind his head around certain obstacles.

You really thought this man would fit in a human bed? Let alone a human room? Let alone a *Shared* Human single room? 

"Gah, if you're wanting to stay, you can have the room, Analvi. I'll have to find somewhere else."

Sighing, Ivan would adjust the cloak over his head and begin walking towards the door. Maybe a stable would do for tonight, where he could make some form of haybed? Hopefully the owners won't mind. If so, he'll have to settle in the mud.

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