<span style="font-weight: bold">“Oh, there are no damages, dear. You never drank or made a fuss. If you want, I’ll bring you some food.”</span><br/><br/>Penny blinked.<span style="font-style: italic">No damages? Then why don't I ...?</span>Penny looked about the room as if she might have been mistaken and simply missed a scorch mark or a hole but there was nothing. It should've been comforting, but instead, it made her worry even more. Her memory was a bit sketchy at times but what she forgot where usually ideas, names, trains of thought; not entire days. Something wasn't right here. Other patrons seemed to be having the same issue. Maybe the tavern had an enchantment on it? Penny opened her mouth as if she were about to speak but was quickly interrupted by another hooded man who had  suddenly stood approached the counter and requested a map of... these... lands?<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">"Do you have any map of these lands?" </span>Penny failed to stifle a laugh at this. The way he'd said it with such confidence made the awkward phrasing all the more amusing. But that did bring up an important point. Where they were exactly, She felt like it was on the tip of her tongue.<br/><br/>"OH!" she shuffled excitedly towards the man and pressed against the counter. She rested her chin against the counter top and drummed with her fingers for a moment as she hummed.<br/><br/>"Hmm, Lorrienne!... no....Daeveril?  Anlowe?.... it definitely has the 'Llll" sound... llllLor- Loo- Loopy! No that's my uncle... I think." she mulled over the sound a bit more making sure to loll her tongue as she thought. If it were on the tip of her tongue, it had slipped off by now. She silenced her noise making as the sound of the hooded man she had been near approached and announced what she had been thinking.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">"Well lads, it's clear that whatever relation we have with each other is related to this memory loss." He spoke plainly. "How about we pool together what we all know and try to figure this out?" </span>Penny had some suspicions that this was somehow her fault but she'd wait to see how this all unfolded before she remarked. She hopped onto a seat and looked curiously at the two men talking. They looked somewhat similar and even as they conversed, their tones were careful and far from the boisterous, booming or harsh she had been so accustomed to when traveling in human and dwarven cities.<br/><br/>"Now, last thing I remember was laying my head down for rest after a poor hunt. Was a full moon that night, near the end a' spring. Good start would be to find out if we lost our memories around the same time I think."<br/><br/>"Ya didn't say your name!" Penny piped up "Pop always told me to start with names when I meet someone new.... or at least, someone  that seems... new...!" She cleared her throat and looked at everyone before smiling.<br/><br/>"Hello! I'm Adelaide Pennywhistle. Most people call me Penny- but it's okay to use other names! It's okay, Pen, Adela, P, the whistle, I don't mind. Just let me know because otherwise you'll say 'Hey Penapenwhis' and I'll have no idea what that means and I'll think you're shouting a curse at someone and then you'll say it was directed at me and I'll go 'what did I do?' so... yeah..." she gave an awkward cough before starting again.<br/><br/>"Anyway! Penny here. Umm, I travel a lot as a craftsman; I hope you all like the gift by the way. The last thing I remember is going to a city that was rumored to hold a werewolf. I think I had whipped something up I wanted to try"<br/><br/>She lowered her voice as she thought aloud "Was it a cure or a detector? Hehe, Werecure? Lycantector?" She shook her head and spoke up once more.<br/><br/>"I remember that there was a lot of fuzz- er fuss about it, so I'm guessing it was around the full moon," Penny thought this over for a minute before realizing that she had probably doomed a town, or at least their live-stock.<br/><br/>The mechanical mouse crawled down Penny's arm onto the table as if to present itself "oh, how could I forget?! This is Squeaks!" the machine gave a glidy twirl on the table, it's black eyes devoid of expression.<br/><br/>"He's loves attention,"<br/><br/>A man named Razmus sat heavily into a nearby seat as he introduced himself. Penny smiled warmly and looked at the others expectantly. Squeaks glided rapidly away and into her chest as a large map was laid across the table top nearly 'suffocating' the poor thing. The machine scuttled 'curiously' over the edge of the map before doing little circles over the name "Cardy". Most of the names sounded off to Penny.<br/><br/>Wha- What is this a map of? There... Where's my town, where's?" she made a sweeping motion over a section of the map "shouldn't there be mountains here?" Penny shook her head as she looked about the map.<br/><br/>"This isn't Lenovia at all! How am I supposed to get home to my parents?!"