<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/sxxZLdZ.jpg)<br/><div align="center"><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Level</strong>: 1</td><td><strong>Xp</strong>: 0/8</td><td><strong>Coin</strong>: 0</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Armor</strong>: 0</td><td><strong>HP</strong>: 16/16</td><td><strong>Load</strong>: 4/6</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Str</strong>: 8 (-1)</td><td><strong>Dex</strong>: 9 (+0)</td><td><strong>Con</strong>: 12 (+0)</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Int</strong>: 13 (+1)</td><td><strong>Wis</strong>: 15 (+1)</td><td><strong>Cha</strong>: 16 (+2)</td></tr></tbody></table></div></div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 16pt;">Mirwen (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=318428.msg15339090#msg15339090)</span><br/><strong>Action:</strong>Parley with the Tavern owner, bribing her with silver: At 2020-03-30 19:34:25, Mirwen (uid: 61168) rolls: 2d6a2 Result: 11 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=145810)<br/><br/><hr/><br/>The travel to the town of Diralisk was... standard, at least they had roads all the way there.  The hardest part about the travel was Mazz's incessant whining for food and drink.  Fortunately they traveled together, so Mirwen was ready, she had extra skins of cheap wine and filling cheap food to pass on to ravenous pink woman. Why buy good stuff when the ooze woman was going to complain anyway and to keep her flowing with enough good alcohol to satisfy her thirst would have absorbed all the profit they made from fulfilling the contracts they went on.   Even though Mazz with a drunk, when the chips started falling, she always pulled her weight and had come through for the rest of them.  Mazz's different euphemisms are always amusing too.<br/><br/>Walking at her side was her best friend, Scarlet, she talked quietly with her friend.  They speculated about what traps Diralisk would have set in her library.  Definitely stuff that wouldn't harm books, so poison needles on doors, maybe a pit trap.  And what spells she could cast to detect the traps, since they didn't have a rogue, it was up to her magic to detect traps and secret doors.   She loved hanging out with her red-headed friend, they always were able to find something to talk about and Scarlet was sooo pretty.<br/><br/>Radja walked at their back and occasionally she would try to draw out the giant woman, but she was focused on her duty.  No matter how many times the white haired elf had tried to get Radja to relax and enjoy herself.   The giant did relax when they got to taverns at least.  Their other companion was Nin,  The young woman would look so much pretty if she would let Mirwen style her hair, clean her up and get her fashionable clothing.  Yes, she could pick fashionable clothing that would still be functional, her styled robes allowed her to move freely and kept her comfortable in various temperatures.<br/><br/>Anyway, they finally got to the village Dusklit and directed to the tavern called Farmer's Stopover.  She felt for Radja as the giant woman had to squeeze carefully through the door to keep from breaking it and getting a little bit of help from Nin, although she did enjoy the look down the giant's impressive cleavage.  Fortunately there were benches that Radja could sit on and the giant woman didn't have to sit on the floor, one of the advantages of common taverns, high class taverns liked having chairs.  As soon as they entered the tavern, everyone looked at them curiously.  It wasn't often a party of 2 elves, a giant, an ooze and Nin who gave off a slightly intimidating aura of ready to beat you bloody about her.  It helped that all of them were extremely hot.<br/><br/>Settling down at a table with a bench that will support Radja, they got some food and arranged for rooms for the night, Mirwen handling the Devler provided funds as usual, she being the best at numbers and talking to people.  Arching an eyebrow as the barkeep tenses up when Diralisk was mentioned, shooting them nervous glances as she went back behind the bar to serve the locals.  Turning to her companions, "Be right back, I am going to go talk to the barkeep," she informed the others, although she wasn't sure if Mazz heard her or not.<br/><br/>The immaculate, even after a days travel, and graceful elf glided over to the counter to order more wine when the barkeep was alone.   Laying down coin for the drink and extra silver with her finger on it, she nodded at the woman, "You are right, you are better off with Diralisk gone.  I don't know much about her, but none of it is good.  We are going up there to take away things that might be dangerous in the wrong people's hands."  She leaned conspiratorially toward the older woman, "I like to be prepared, can you tell me anything about what unsavory company she kept, encase they are still around?  My friends are just the people to chase them away if they are."<br/><br/>As she is getting information from the barkeep, she completely missed Mazz getting up and accosting some of the locals, right until the rather loud insult about their looks echoes through the suddenly quiet room.   The hot, immaculate elven sorceress sighed and hung her head down, that was sure to start something.