<strong>"There seem to be no objections",</strong>Marc assures Lisa, looking her over from head to toe.<strong> "The party leaves, and...", </strong>he rolled behind the screen,<strong>"there's only so much that one can say about a 5-mile trip across a dirt road, and most of it is best left unsaid. Without major troubles, you have reached the inn at Denison's Crossing, just as the sun is passing noon".</strong><br/>Josh looks questioningly, as if he's never walked a dirt road. Which mightbe the case, once one accounts for his pale complexion.<br/><br/><strong>"Curses when you step in mud, and the like",</strong>Paco explains to him.<br/>Josh actually seems to redden, and quickly looks aside. Paco hands him a Mountain Dew.<br/><strong>"Here. And Marc, next time you should totally bring some beer!"<br/>"Agreed",</strong>Marc answers.<strong>"No time to pass by the store, this time. OK, if you want to roleplay that...just take a walk around the house. It's cleaner, but it shall do,"</strong>he stretches his own shoulders and rises from his chair.<strong>"And if you smoke, please smoke outside. By the way, are you going to go in the inn, or skip it and head straight for Kensla?"</strong>