<strong>"Yah, lead the way short-shtuff!  Could be shomething worth taking down here, who knows?"</strong><br/><br/>((hic))<br/><br/>*reaches into her backpack for the earthy-smelling beans the Elven woman in the Inn had given her on her way out.  Apparently these beans were supposed to counteract intoxication when mixed with hot water, or so the woman had said.  Well, no time to brew hot water now.  Sigra opens the bag and just starts chewing on the beans as she walks, tossing the small empty bag on the ground as trash.*