It did not matter if he wanted or not, Raizel accidently caught Floras eyes, when he was listening in. The woman did not speak quietly, instead it looked like she spoke<span style="font-style: italic">louder</span>than necessary instead. A small sigh escaped him, as he noticed the look in her eyes. That would be the most pitiful look a human had ever given him. Ranking somewhere between pity and suspicion... suspicion that he had some great mental issues.<br/><span style="font-style: italic">~ If I had not already known that something was wrong, totally wrong, then this would be the moment where I am certain that something is wrong with me.~ </span>a small sigh escaped his lips, and Raizel was the first to lower his eyes, to break off the painful eye contact.<br/>The name "Silver Goblet" did not ring a bell with him as well.<br/><br/>Since the human woman did not bother to lower her voice, as she continued on to unmask Raizels apparent travelling comrades, and that they all seemed to have no memories of yesterday, the Elf was suspicious, that it might have to do something with the tavern at hand.<br/>After a while of stealthily looking around and probing for magic, he did not find anything, besides, his murky memory was not just a loss of<span style="font-style: italic">one</span>day, but a lot more. He did not know how many, days, months, even years, were lost.  Even if he had touched alcohol - for he was not a very strong drinker - this would not have that grave of an effect on his mind.<br/><br/>Stealing a glance at the two at the counter, as well as the one at another quiet table, Raizel did not feel any familiarity.<br/>A curious glance and an involuntary appearing tweak of his lips in a smile at the apparently confused but endearing behaviour of the gnome girl, as she walked past him, leaving an orb at his table as well. "Thank you, Miss." his whisper should reach the ears of that child, even if the tavern picked up on noise since she whirled in.<br/>Raizel wondered if that one was also among his apparent comrades. But, he still was not familiar with any of their faces or auras. The two girls seemed to be quite young, while the dwarf had an aura of a seasoned warrior. He could not see the fourth persons features, but the hood reminded Raizel of himself. The probability of it being an elf was high, but it could also be a human or halfling.<br/><span style="font-style: italic">~ I do not recall other elves being my comrades, lately.. this is getting more and more confusing.~</span><br/>Resisting the impulse to put his head in his palms, and pushing his desperation back, the elf instead focussed his eyes for a bit on the tavern owner, gripping his fists, mentally preparing himself to go over and talk to the man.<br/><br/>After a moment of silently watching the Orbs flickering flame, he decided to still try it - he slowly stood up and moved infront of the man at the counter.<br/>"Excuse me?" Raizels voice was not loud, but melodic and distinct instead, so it could be heard even through the noise. After he had the full attention of Ralf, he continued.<br/><br/>"Do you have any map of these lands?"<br/><br/>The elf frowned at the wording of his own words, but to his inner shock, he could not remember the name of the lands he was in. Le...?