<span style="font-family: 'Georgia'">Sybille turned to Marek, grinning at the unease that showed in him. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(147, 101, 184)">"Relax, nothing's going to happen for now. The tavern won't let it."</span><br/>
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Sybille had just finished filling her belly with a hearty warm meal, the kind that aided the miners of this city to regain their strength, when Elri returned to the table. Sybille set her plate aside as she wiped her mouth, <span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(147, 101, 184)">"How's she doing?"</span> she asked the Drow. But the fact that Elri chose not to answer that question and suggested that they leave this city as soon as possible was a hint enough.<br/>
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Sybille turned to listen to the guards recruiting escorts, she pointed at them. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(147, 101, 184)">"That. I think I blabbed my mouth earlier when I was lifting everyone's spirits here earlier."</span> When Sybille managed to befriend the tavern she had several conversations with the patrons here. Getting a layout of the land, figure out which roads she had to avoid, what the local news was...The usual. She figured it would've been a good way to maintain the friendliness of the people of Skelt if she returned the favor.<br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(147, 101, 184)">"Monk, tomorrow's payday for you...You need it."</span> She said as she got up and excused herself from the table. She approached the guards, arranging that the crew will be the ones that will escort the cart of supplies. When she returned to the table she gave everyone an update, <span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(147, 101, 184)">"We have to head through the Bloodsworn Vale anyway so I volunteered for us to aid the locals here. They need to drop off a cargo to the Fort that's in the Vale. So we drop them off, get paid, then move on. sound good?"</span> She made sure everyone agreed to their plan. Plus the monk could use the money.<br/>
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With that it was decided that everyone returned to their rooms, get some rest and then meet up at the city gates for the client and his horse-drawn cart.</span>