<span style="font-style: italic"> Johan and Lea </span><br/><br/>"Ahhhhh...." It was hard to tell if Tayna was more sighing or moaning, but regardless, the officer looked positively blissful as Johan rubbed her swollen stomach, soothing the movements within somewhat. The drow, seated just across the table from her, offered up a thin smirk "Yeah. I ain't going anywhere by myself. That's one rule I intend to follow." Sure enough, just as Johan's eyes were giving the drow's stomach a cursory glance, there was just the slightest hint of movement from inside, the faintest shift of the half-orc showing just some small sign of life. The sudden look of surprise on Naji's face turned into an even bigger smirk, and she comfortably reclined, idly drumming the fingers of both hands atop her tummy, clearly quite amused at the prospect that her food should still have a little energy left.<br/><br/>Tayna, though, appeared to be in heaven. Her ears flopped downwards to the sides and she seemed to sink even lower in her chair, to the point it was hard to even see her face over the top of her stomach "Johan...remind me to let you do this more often. Once or twice, I thought I was going to have to cough #2 up, but that....that right there..." Another soft, satisfied sigh/moan punctuated her thought "..wonderful."<br/><br/>"If you can spare the magic, too, I'd certainly like to get this treated. It's got some of that slimy, clear paste stuff Ylinne makes for minor wounds. Our healing magic is spread thin. Like I said, things are heating up, and if it's not life-threatening, basic alchemy has to do the trick. Can't waste spells we might need later. I'll ask Anastasia when she makes an appearance. And you heard right, Lea." The little foxgirl shifts her attention to Lea with a thin, toothy smile, showing off teeth that were nearly completely humanlike, save for her slightly larger canines "I don't bite too hard. Careful though. You might get into trouble with me. Not that I dismiss trouble." Offering up a teasing little wink, Tayna returned her attention to Johan, her expression progressively growing less 'pleasure stricken' and more serious as he relates what had actually happened with the well.<br/><br/>"Disappeared...?" Tayna echoed, her eyebrows furrowing "...That...should not happen. Ever. Until the energy inside is spent. I mean, you have those that the mages and clerics like, the uh...what's the word...leylines? Concentrated magic, that sort of thing. Then you have those that kinda spit out magical items, and then fade away. But just outright vanishing? No. That's a new one to me." As Johan's tale continued, Tayna's expression goes from thoughtful, to outright concerned, and she squirms back up upright in her seat, leans forwards and up, and places a hand against Johan's temple, as if checking him for fever "...Exploded? What do you mean it did something to your head? Johan, when you get back, I want you to go see Ylinne right away. You and everyone affected. In all seriousness, this big job be damned, and I know Rylee would back me up on this - it's more important to make sure our people are safe. The Wells are old magic. Who knows what is actually happening with them. Soon as you hit the town, head to the north-western corner, just outside the castle palisade. That's where the camp is. Gather up whoever is affected, and let Ylinne make sure you're not...well, injured or infected with something, alright?"<br/><br/>The name 'Ylinne' was a familiar one to Johan - the naga artificer who worried with high-end magical concerns. Also the one who tended to create minor magical items when the company either needed them quickly, or didn't have the funds or access to purchase them outright, though she always complained that the process was 'incredibly exhausting'. She also tended to...'experiment'. Nothing too grandiose or dangerous, but she was constantly messing with magic that was likely just a little bit beyond her ken to see how it worked, and what applications it might be used for...sometimes with rather amusing results.<br/><br/>"I'll also tell Rylee to be careful." Her frown deepens to an almost comical level, though it was clear Tayna was hardly trying to be funny "Money won't do us any good if we stir up something we can't deal with, or infect everyone with...whatever funny stuff happened to your head. We might need to rethink this entire deal. The money is great, but...well, some things are worth more than money." Suddenly, her expression brightened, and the hand on Johan's temple moved down to his cheek, pinching just hard enough to be uncomfortable "I mean, I always knew something was wrong with your head though. Climbing down Naji's throat, I mean--"<br/><br/>"Hey!" Naji exclaimed, her attention jerking away from her stomach to the conversation at hand "It's practice, alright?!"<br/><br/>Tayna merely smiled, the tips of her canines peeking out over her bottom lip "Oh, I bet. And rutting in bed is just practice too ,right?" Naji's sour face drew a soft giggle from the foxgirl, who reached a foot under the table to nudge the drow's thighs "Ohhh, I'm just teasing! Let me, I don't get to have enough fun. Johan, I'll see if I can find us some big brains, but the odds of anyone like that joining us in Two Rivers? Unlikely. Still, won't hurt to look. And Sasara and Cyria, huh? Who'd have thought. Well, I mean, I guess it was kinda obvious, but still...her goddess' wish and all." Tayna shrugged, clearly not all that beat up over it. After all, people and their religious stuff did...well, weird things, and as long as it was consensual, there was nothing to be said about it. She'd just...gloss over that part when she reported back to Rylee. Johan could cross that bridge when the time came.<br/><br/>((Little note here, since Johan brought it up! Rygar will have been assumed to stay back with the other merc group, likely to aid in researching whatever happened. I don't like characters to just disappear when I can keep from it, and that at least makes sense to some degree! His companion did the same.))<br/><br/>"Right. I'm going to stay here and talk with the others, see if Anastasia can patch me up a bit, and keep an eye on Naji to make sure she doesn't do...Drow things." Tayna shot a little, playful grin to Naji, only to be met with a roll of the eyes "Drow things. Hardy har." Pulling a little slip of paper out of her pouch, she passes it over to Johan, just so he'd know exactly how much money they had when it came to booking transport, if chartering a ship ended up being the chosen option. As Lea turns to find the proprietess, she feels a little nudge of bare feet against her thigh, just below her butt, and Tayna coos as she heads off  "And I'll talk with you...later, cute stuff."<br/><br/>As luck would have it, Lea did not have to go very far to track down the proprietress, as the moment she started looking, she spotted her just behind the bar, leaned forwards onto it and chatting amicably with one of the early-morning patrons enjoying breakfast. She was certainly odd for a human. Purpleish hair, somewhere just under six feet tall, and perhaps a little 'too perfect' when it came to her body, though her chest was likely a little bit on the larger side given her more trim frame. She was pretty, for sure, and yet the more Lea looked at her, the more beautiful she seemed to become. It was almost entrancing in a way, and it's some five or ten seconds before she snaps out of it, realizing she'd been staring, open mouthed, and stock-still. Perhaps by coincidence, or perhaps on purpose, right when the purple-haired lady noticed her "Good morning! Sleep well? I see you had a little of the sausage. Pretty good stuff, hrm...? It's local. Shitty little port doesn't have much, but it does have good fish and good sausage. Of course, a wonderful tavern and Inn, too. Little coffee?"<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic"> Vashra, the tavern owner </span><br/><br/><img alt="Image" src="https://i.imgur.com/UQKht4q.png"/>