((My apologies if i happen to miss some little detail. It is tough to respond to every little detail, but i am certainly doing my best. ^_^ Full posts to everyone coming up ))<br/>((Update! After a great deal of consideration, i've decided to add another bit of homebrew, courtesy of Praexon. Nutrions! You can get more information about them under the 'homebrew' section on the first page. Given the change is after the game has started, you may make a single change to your character sheet))<br/><br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">&lt;&lt;Undol&gt;&gt;</span><br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div>He clutched to the the strands of her hair in his hand tightly as the woman's shoulder he was perched upon began to bounce along with her footsteps. "She seemed like a nice traveler, didn't she?" Undol commented to Mirana, as she talked excitedly about the gold they had received, "Its not often I meet anyone that friendly that's a stranger to these parts."<br/><br/></div></blockquote><br/><br/>"She did! Oh, so very nice. Wish there were more people in this gods-forsaken town like that. Ohhh, i can't believe it, Undol. Five gold!"<br/><br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">&lt;&lt;Undol and Spike&gt;&gt;</span><br/><br/>Mirana takes Spike's cup, despite his comment about being unable to affort it. Giving a quick little glance at the barkeeper to make sure he was still tied up with Calia, she turns around (Incredibly careful to do it slowly, to avoid the risk of having her small companion fall off), and fills the half-full mug back to the brim...this time, with a little bit better stuffs. Once more, she returns the mug to the table, watching Undol like a hawk as he slides down off of her and begins to walk about on the countertop. "On the house. Shhh.."<br/><br/>Undol knew how hard on Mirana it was to keep herself from eating him at times. Despite her mostly-human appearance, she still had a little bit of cat mindset...seeing small things scurrying around always incited her more predatory side. However, she simply seemed to care far, far too much for her small companion to let anything happen to him - especially something at her own hand. Though she'd certainly TEASED him with being eaten...she'd never really fully attempted it, despite how often she wanted to. Even now, the look in her eyes was one of a predator, the little gleam of excitement, ready to pounce on and devour the little...<br/><br/>She blinks, shaking her head, trying to clear the little images of her daydream from her mind "Mm? The Collie is back? What is he doing...?" When she turns to look at the window, Ureck is gone. Undol, on the other hand, most certainly saw him peering back into the tavern "Hmm. Wonder what he wants?" Mirana watches curiously as Undol uses his little magical item to levitate the cards in her direction. She'd always been amazed at the level of control he seemed to have over items when he used it. She extends her hand, allowing him to place the cards right in her hand.<br/><br/>"Spike?" Mirana says at the Orc's introduction "Ahh. Well, it is a pleasure to meet you, Spike." Undol had taken care of the introductions on their end already, so she busies herself with opening the card deck, curiosity also overtaking her. Maybe he was just too scared to come back in and retrieve his cards. On the other hand, there might be something shiny inside!<br/><br/>At Spike's other question, Mirana looks back up to him, shrugging the slightest bit "What *ISN'T* going on. Slavers. Mercenaries running around like they own the place. The guard does not really protect anyone, anymore...except for themselves. Takin' bribes and the like. Then, there are those animals roaming around. Had a fellow in here a couple of weeks ago sayin' he found some sort of magic...thing...about a day and a half's journey to the southwest. Said it was what was makin' animals grow. Ain't seen him in the while, though. I think..." She stops opening the card deck and leans forwards, whisper gently "I think...someone didn't want that information spread around...so they got rid of him. GULP!" She runs a finger down the front of her neck, indicating the exact method that had likely been used. Her finger stops over her apron, right in the middle of her tummy.<br/><br/>Once more she sets her attention back on the cards....and finally opens the case, revealing a few scribbles, and a little key to decode it. She begins to finger through a few of the cards....<br/><br/>And finally shrugs "Ahhh...some sort of crazy ramblings, i think. Or, maybe just a little game he was tryin' to play. Um...i really don't know..."<br/>(Decipher Script DC 24 to be able to 'decode' the message)<br/><br/>((DC 16 listen check to notice a faint clatter of a pan coming from the Kitchen))<br/>((DC 21 listen check to subsequently notice the faint, muffled moan that follows it))<br/>((Same check. Just higher gathers more information.))<br/><br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">&lt;&lt;Calia&gt;&gt;</span><br/><br/><br/>When Calia's eyes begin to look around, her suspicious attitude also causes Vincent to take a quick look. It did not appear alike anyone was paying special attention to the two at that very moment, so Vincent leans in closer to her, eager to hear what has her so nervous.<br/><br/>The small smile on his face begins to fall when she mentions her trouble. Espen had enough troubles already. For one of it's residents to have more than their fair share - it did not sit incredibly well with the aged Barkeeper. He leans forwards and takes her hand, offering it a little squeeze "Well, Calia. I know you've not been around for too long. I'll be helpin' ya all i can, though. Y'got my word, hmm? So, while you are in here, just relax an' enjoy what little atmosphere there is."<br/><br/>Vincent's brows raise slightly at Calia's observation - the place *WAS* empty, despite it's tiny claim to fame, and the fact that it had prices that were just as cheap as anywhere else "Mm...i don't beleive anything is goin' on today. Just a slow day, i suppose. Still, it is quite odd that the common room, at least, is not full. Both of those begging for a place to stay, and those whimperin' for a good, hot meal. Ahh well. I suppose ever'thin' will work out in the end, hmm? Likely just too spooked to come out this far."<br/><br/>He peers into Calia's eyes, leaning a little bit closer to her and whispering "By the way, lass...them two there by the door's been givin' ya a few looks. Didn't know if you noticed, over y'drink'n'drawin'....be careful, y'hear? Don't know their angle, but now that i know y'end of the story...well, i bet they're ready for you. Or, maybe i'm just seein' the worst in everyone. Careful dear, hmm?" He gives her hand one final little squeeze, the releases it, before starting to get back to his feet. He was only in his early fifties, but by the way he moved, it was like he was a hundred.<br/><br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">&lt;&lt;Sherani&gt;&gt;</span><br/><br/>The enticing scent wafts over Sherani as she settles herself down in the seat the fox had recently vacated. It was flavorful and mild, though that scent might elict desires on both ends of the spectrum, both sexually and food-wise. No doubt, that scent, the way it almost seemed to cling to Sherani's tongue when she speaks, the taste, the incredible flavor that floods her mouth just by simply being near him...it certainly does very, very little to ease the shifter's hunger.<br/><br/>Jenzik offers the shifter a faint smile, his dazzling white fangs glistening in the light "Ahh, i didn't mean anything by 'seductress'. Very few get my own attention. You, however..." he takes a small swig from his drink. He'd barely touched it all night - even now, his mug remained half-full "...have certainly caught my eye. I do trust i was not being too incredibly forwards with offer of drink?"<br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div>"Ah, sorry about being snappy there- I've been getting a lotta lip from the people around here, so I'm a little defensive, ya know? It's nice to meet someone who doesn't think I'm some kinda freak." She glares around the inn at nobody in particular before turning back to Jenzik.<br/></div></blockquote><br/>He lifts both hands defensively as she begins to explain her reasoning behind her defensiveness "Ahhh, no fear there. I fully understand. Others don't quite seem to understand that not every lycan-blood is a cold-blooded killer. Some are quite civil...seemingly, like my current company." He adds, flashing his little smile once again. It was unclear what his real objectives were, though one could certainly take a wild guess one way or the other.<br/><br/>"Sherani Hara?" ((DC 20 spot to notice the faint bit of surprize he lets slip at the mention of her last name)) "Well, Sherani. It is quite the pleasure to meet someone so exotic in Espen. It is been beyond my wildest dreams i'd be fortunate enough to find one of the Shifter-folk within this piss-hole. I am pleasantly surprized. Perhaps, if you will excuse my boldness, we will be able to get to know each other better...later." The smooth-talking wolf once more flashes his smile, leaning back in his chair with a faint sigh "Can't afford a meal?" He finishes, tapping a finger lightly against his chin "I do suppose a liquid dinner.." He looks down at his own mug, before sliding the half-empty container across the table towards her, offering her the rest "...Is not exactly the most filling, is it? Please, allow me to buy you something nice, in exchange for the pleasure of your conversation."<br/><br/>He looks up, scanning over the bar for the serving girl. Spotting her at the bar, he calls - loudly - "SERVING WENCH? TWO OF YOUR MOST EXPENSIVE DINNERS. NOW." The tone of his voice brooked no argument, and he does not even bother keeping his gaze on the girl. Returning his attention to Sherani, he offers an almost apologetic smirk "My apologies. Cannot keep either of us waiting, now can we? I do hope you enjoy your meal."<br/><br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">&lt;&lt;Lilium&gt;&gt;</span><br/><br/>The fox swallows - hard. It was incredibly easy to tell that this was not a situation he was used to. For all his boldness when he had been sitting at the nearby table, when standing right next to the object of his desires, his boldness had nearly entirely vanished.<br/><br/>When she offers her hand, he takes very little time to swoop it up, half-kneel, and place a gentle kiss right on the backside of it. At the very least, that DID seem to be something he was used to. His own hand continues to hold hers gently, a tiny smile creasing his lips "Lilium Mae? It is my deepest pleasure to meet you, Miss Mae. Never would i have expected to find one so enchanting in such a place as this. Truely it shows that even the darkest night carries a star to brighten it." Again, he places a tiny kiss upon the back of her hand, before releasing it.<br/><br/>"I, Miss Mae, am Kenor. Kenor Sharteez. I do hope, Miss Mae, you will not think me rude for asking the pleasure of your company for a small while?" The humbleness in his request was nearly startling. Especially given the slight shake in his hand she'd felt when he grabbed it. ((DC 26 sense motive to realise the last name was quickly established.))<br/><br/>Rak broods quietly for a few small moments, before finally whispering in Lilium's head<span style="font-style: italic">"Hmph! I know how to treat a woman. Just..."</span>For once, Rak does not seem to be able to come up with a snide comment. The gentlemanlyness of this newcomer has taken even him by surprize. So, instead of making some sort of sarcastic remark, Rak gets to his feet, and silently pads around to the other side of Lilium, where he could keep an eye on this fox. Then...he stares, doing his very best to make the already-nervous individual all the more uncomfortable<span style="font-style: italic">"If he keeps up this dribble, i think i'm going to be sick. It's like he is throwing up honey."</span><br/><br/>Kenor seems to mostly ignore him, though Lilium does notice him glance down a single time, meeting the fox's gaze. He was nervous. Incredibly nervous. Yet, despite that nervousness, he perserveres...and pulls out a chair beside Lilium, tapping the arm of it with his thick, bushy tail "May I join you, Miss Mae?"