OOC A bit of clarification that will eventually make it into the Player's Guide. PCs are in Crossroads because their players desire/intend it.  Similarly, the PC may wind up somewhere else as a result of accepting a quest (intension).<br/><br/>There are a lot of unanswered questions - a lot that Prime cannot or will not answer. I will take questions in the OOC thread and as necessary wrap them up with answers in the next post.<br/><hr/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/01/2f/92/012f92557e0fcb39b7eebd212ab149a8.jpg)</div><br/>Falgrim introduced himself,<strong>"Falgrim Runeforged, Artificer, cook, brewer and all around Handyman. Day or Noche I'm at ya service."</strong><br/><br/>The figure clapped their (her ?) hands together in delight at Falgrim's introduction.  The slamming together of the two metal gauntlets was at odds with the delicate motions,<strong>"Artificer, cook, brewer, and handyman. You will find yourself quite in demand in Crossroads.  Although, I sense your path is a bit more adventuresome than being a mere Guild Artisan."</strong><br/><br/><strong>"As to names and titles, I have worn a few in my time. For now, I think it will suffice to call me Prime - as both name and title."</strong><br/><br/>Prime looked straight at Korha, and spoke<strong>"Come, join us around the fire.  Eat and drink if you so desire.  But be wary of your thoughts.  Here intention can allow you to shape the world or at least travel."</strong>the figure shifted to take in the rest of the group,<strong>"Each of you is here because of your intention, know it or not.  Should you truly desire not to be in Crossroads, focus your intention on that, and you will be somewhere else." The figure chuckled, <strong>"Ponder that closely. As for where you wind up, well be careful, because you do not arrive where you wanted to be, although you will usually be where you need to be."</strong><br/><br/>Dafina asked <strong>"So, did you have someone specific in mind? Or did you want us to go out and just pluck people from the road to staff your Cave Inn!"</strong><br/><br/>The woman smiled at Dafina, <strong>"Both and yet neither, I know no specific person, and I doubt that randomly plucked people could be successful in Crossroads, or even travel here.  If you set forth your intention to find a Tavernkeeper, I doubt not that you will find one.  Convincing them to give up everything and move here, may prove more challenging than finding them."</strong><br/><br/><strong>"For now, get a good night's sleep and we shall see who is interested in setting out in the morning questing for a Tavernkeeper."</strong>  Prime gestured, and the group now saw five low-slung beds scattered about the cave floor.  The beds were of a most strange and curious nature.  Each was a wooden enclosure, but where a wool or straw mattress would be, was some strange bladder filled with a liquid.  The liquid shifted when someone pushed it, but the beds turned out to be curiously comfortable, the liquid was even warmed to body temperature.  As well, the bed linens were finer than any that any of the adventurer's had experienced before.  </strong>