<span style="color: lightgreen">"Ha! I'm sure the gods themselves saw that little display! Ima drunk, boy, but I'm not blind and dumb."</span>Sheo made quick work of the bullet's head and was already picking the barrow out from the bones. She face and mouth were covered in grease and oil, eating like some sort of savage. She only cleaned herself when she took a swig of grog, and that was because she felt the alcohol pour down her mouth. She grabbed a near by rag and cleaned herself up, though she still smelled of bull of beer.<br/><br/><span style="color: lightgreen">"I don't know what their troubles are, and frankly, don't care. If they are gunna be our enemy I'd say we find it and settle the score as soon as possible. Who cares if they have armies or influence; that got a skull that can be crushed and blood that'll spill, like all their little men."</span>Of course that's not to say they should just rush headlong into their armies and hope to get out unscathed. Even Sheo had a bit more sense then that. Simply that she wants to take these strangers down as soon as possible, rather then let them harass them and bring harm to her and her loved ones. Maybe... Just maybe, she could see if she still has friends in this city. Frankly she doesn't come here a lot, but maybe there were some old favors she could use.<br/><br/>With the bull's head bare of any meat Sheo started to mess around with it's remains, pulling teeth out of it's mouth, taking horns off, that sort of thing.<span style="color: lightgreen">"And I don't take too kindly to blowhards who want to hurt Atisha. Learn that well Magnus; I'll be willing to tolerate your silliness with me, but if Atisha ever sheds a tear cause of you, you'd best hope the gods stop me, cause nothing else will."</span>Punctuating her point Sheo shattered the bull's horn in her hand. Avis soon arrived which made Sheo's mood change rapidly back to her boisterous self.<span style="color: lightgreen">"Ol Magnus and I made him a new suit of iron. Took all day to make! Heh, but he knows his stuff, normally takes me a week to get one done, though maybe that's cause half the time a bit of wine goes into it! Gyha ha ha ha!"</span>Sheo made a joke, or something that was funny to her at least, while pouring a mug of grog for Avis.<span style="color: lightgreen">"Anyways I'm sure Magnus knows what's up. Tell her, uh, what? Something something... Skull smashy."</span><br/><br/>---<br/><br/>Sighing, Atisha could hardly believe the sort of rag-tag group they were getting together. They were hardly a band of adventurers are this point, and were a banner short of being their own mercenary company. She wondered just how many friends everyone else managed to make while around town.<span style="color: goldenrod">"Well... It can't be helped. Thank you for helping my friend, strangers. My name is Atisha. And yes, we should find the others soon. Preferably before we find ourselves in more trouble."</span>Luckily for them they didn't need to go look for Bellant as he arrived with Larteis coin purse.<br/><br/>Sticking her nose into the air Atisha tried to sniff down Sheolred. It wasn't hard; she always had that unique mixture of Wine Worm on her person. And unless someone else happened to have one, tracking her down wasn't going to be too hard. They just needed to walk around until her scent turned up.<span style="color: goldenrod">"Well then, follow me. I think if I can find Sheolred, we'll be able to find everyone else."</span><br/><br/>A short trek around the and soon the group arrived to the Wounded Bull. The musk of the ogryen woman was strong here, so Atisha steeled herself and walked into the tavern. It was almost packed, and it didn't help that Atisha had brought a small crowd and a drake with her. She saw Sheold first and easily, and assumed that the two near her were Avis and Magnus. She almost didn't recognize Magnus thanks to his new armor, but some deductive reasoning allowed her to figure him out quickly.<span style="color: goldenrod">"Well then, make yourself comfortable. I think I need to go find somewhere to clean up."</span>Atisha noticed the bits of spiderweb and dust that clung onto her clothing. She'd rather much be rid of those before she looked for something to eat.