<div style="padding: 3px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #d8d8d8; font-size: 1em;"><div style="text-transform: uppercase; border-bottom: 1px solid #CCCCCC; margin-bottom: 3px; font-size: 0.8em; font-weight: bold; display: block;"><span onclick="if (this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display != '') {  this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = ''; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;hide&lt;/a&gt;'; } else { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = 'none'; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;show&lt;/a&gt;'; }"><b>Spoiler: </b><a href="#" onclick="return false;">show</a></span></div><div class="quotecontent"><div style="display: none;">Bluff Check: 1d20(6)+11=17</div></div></div><br/><br/>Eiyre listens intently as Albali lists out their plan, every so often nodding in agreement as points are mentioned that concern her. "That sounds to me like it's about as good as it's going to get," she comments, moving around a bit and stretching as it seems they're getting ready to leave. "The thought of waiting out in the miserable wet doesn't sound very agreeable, but I guess there's no way around it unless one of you is able to call off the weather."<br/><br/>Once everybody gets outside and into the open, she makes a show of asking, "Anybody heading back to the Imperial City from here? I was hoping to try and get back there before the Emperor dies since the funeral procession is sure to be fantastic to watch and wanted to know if any of you guys are up for sharing the road at least part of the way there." Even though the entire thing is a bluff to throw off the locals, the tone of voice that Eiyre uses certainly makes it sound like she wants to be back in time for that or at the very least will be sad if she misses it.<br/><br/>Although the oracle has no shopping to do of her own, she follows along with any others that do decide to duck into the shops. For the most part she spends her time in there just idly browsing the wares and muttering to herself about how she should get a trinket to remember the town by.