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"Wow...Queen of Briars. That sounds way better than Fluffy. Alright so, are we agreed that a small group of non-elves can go by foot to Haven and a group of elves can use the portal?"

"Mortimer? Is that the name you usually use when you travel? I have heard stories of a great woodsman, but Mortimer was not his name."

looks at Zeira, then at "Queen of the Briars". "thats to long...Briar, that will work, short, easy to remember, would you mind if i called you that"
carfully watching the exchange between robert and mortimer.

Mortimer regards Robert curiously. "The only other name I've gone by is Beldar, but I changed it after my father passed, to honor him. So if you heard of a great woodsman by any other name, I am afraid he could be no greater than second best."

A grin appears on Robert's face as he walks over to clasp hands with Mortimer.

"So you are Beldar! Well Met friend. This is truly a blessed day to have you here when need is so great. I have heard of your skills and more importantly your character which I hope will not disappoint."

Robert pauses for a moment as if he was thinking of saying more, then decide against it. He turns to address the rest of the group.

"I believe we have a mission before us, to scout the Elves and to see what information can be gleaned. This is not an invasion so I do not think we need to worry too greatly how we will enter Haven. I have some contacts, and if we can stay out of sight I believe we will find a way in once we arrive."

Robert turns to Esmeralda.

"By your leave, I will take who will follow me to Haven and back, safely, if hope lasts."

Robert waits to see if he has leave, and who will be coming....

Malachi stands and walks over to his chest. From within he pulls several pieces of armor, a bedroll, and his sword. The sword he attaches to his belt. The armor he rolls in his bedroll and throws over his shoulder. He then walks over to Esmerelda and holds out his hammer.

"It'd be a shame for the elves to get their hands on this. Keep it safe for me."

He looks to Robert

"When do we leave?"

Virgil shifts eagerly. "I will go....nothing more to add."

*Azra had walked in to the inn, snow gathering on her cloak. She had caught enough of the conversation to know that a plan is being developed.*

I will be glad to accompany...

*She pulls back her hood*

...Of course, I can stay and defend Far Reach in your absence. However I can be of most use.

Esmerelda smiles at Robert. "You should know you do not need my leave to carry out the work you do. But by all means, take those who will journey with you and see what you can discover. There are so few of us left that escaped that night." Her face grows somber and Robert can see the depths of sorrow that still lurk within her eyes.

"But if it means something, please, go with my blessing. I too shall soon be setting out on a journey. I have someone willing to take me to where the remains of the Woodhold army are. I am going to see if I can broker an alliance with them.

"I would ask one thing of you though." She looks at him entreatingly. "Come back safely."

Reverently she takes the hammer from Malachai.

"I promise to make sure it remains out of the elves' hands as best I can. Thank you for entrusting it to me, I am honored."

Turning to the rest assembled, she asks, "Who else is willing to assist these good men in their efforts?"

"I will go but I need someone to talk to Ingram or Vaun. I'm not technically allowed to leave without one of their permission."

"Go Zeira. Be the eyes. I will make sure it is okay. I am too old to be running around in the woods, but I will provide what assistance I can before you all leave."

Abaddon says.

*Rhul stands*

I will accompany you if needed. It's possible my skill in woodscraft may be useful, as well as my more brutish talents, which unfortunately, (he says as he heaves a deep sigh and glancing down at his hands) seem to be the only talents of mine held in any regard lately. While I understand the feelings of the need for subterfuge lately, please remember I am not a simple beast of burden, to be dismissed after the need for violence is gone.

*he looks towards Malachi with a smirk*

Of course, the spot of manual labor lifting beams and stone was quite refreshing, have no doubt of that.

*looking back to the room*

.....But first I would like to find Serith if I could. He said he had something of importance to do several weeks ago before the trip into Caldonia, and I haven't seen a trace of him since, which is worrying these days. If anyone can give me an idea of his whereabouts, it would help. As an aside, I'm quite sure he would also relish the idea of causing havoc with the elves, and would be a good bit sour if we left him behind without asking.

Mortimer regards Rhul and the Queen of Briars a moment and then nods. "Right, well, this group should blend in fairly well I'd say. Have you two met? Fluffy, this is monkey. Monkey, fluffy. Perhaps when this is all over, we could start a carnival."

He takes another gulp of his drink and looks back to the queen. He then holds up a finger while gulping the rest of the glass. Afterwards, just for a moment, he looks thoughtful, and then, recalling their earlier remarks, says to her, "One more ought to do it." He then secures a final drink.

Robert looks at Morimer and says "Yeah on second thought I think I will join you in that drink. Perhaps it is best not to set off right away for the trip will be long and difficult so let us enjoy ourselves now and wait to see if others wish to join.