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**grins rogueishly**
"Well, I always find that the best way to judge a man... or woman, is to get them mad."

*Kidwynn looks at him with a wicked grin*

Now, do ya really want ta do that with some people ya know?

**laughs**
"well, alternativly, you can always get them drunk"

*Kidwynn laughs*

Probably a better idea with some of the individuals you've met luv.

*She looks at him*

And now you have me extremely curious of something....

which is?

*Traz managed to grab her drink and her food from the table before her enraged husband flipped it. Once the din had settled and the bard started to softly play his music again...*

*Pointing what's left of her turkey leg at Ren* You! Let this be a lesson in presuming ideas upon people about whom you know nothing. Yet. I still say your rose and your words would be better directed to someone who actually...needs them. Although your intentions were harmless, they can quickly become misconstrued. Something we all might want to remember.

*Pointing her turkey leg now at her husband* You! *She sighs deeply* We can't take you anywhere. *She lifts a chiding eyebrow with a subtle smile* Let us pay the barkeep for his troubles.

*Glances at Kidwynn* Thank you, good lady, for both your cool head and your regards to my father.

*To Esmerelda* Thanks to you, as well, for your offer, but we will not require any alternative lodging.

*Back to her husband* As soon as Corbyn has finished, we will speak to him, possibly to Donovan as well and then we must return home. And please calm down. Remember, you have to set an example now. *subtle wink*

**lifts an eyebrow**
"My apologies madam, I owe you more than mere words, if ever you or your husband have need of me, and you can find me, you have, but to ask. And, don't worry about your food, drinks, and lodging, I am taking care of that."

*Kidwynn looks at Traz*

Not a problem luv, anytime. If ya need anythin' just let me know.

*Turns her attention back towards Ren*

Oh perhaps observations on someone with whom you drink with quite often if you get what I'm sayin'

**Raises an eyebrow. **
"I'm sorry Kid, you'll have to be a little more specific, you mean about Shadow Dancer?"

*Looks at him*

No, that was not whom I was referein' ta. I'll explain later.

Corbyn tells the non-descript peasant who likes to smile a familiar tale about his appearance then rises and walks over to Esmerelda.

Esmerelda nods in greeting to Corbyn.
"Lord Gravesbane, I believe this young lady and her husband would like a word with you."

Nods to Esmerelda.

Certainly. What can I do for you?

*Snaps her attention away from the Ren and the preceding rukus and motions to her Orc companion*

Master Corbyn, I do apologize for the particular tone of our presence here thus far. I know you are a busy man and we will not keep you long. We ourselves have our own to attend to in short time. *Subconsciously places a hand on her abdomen, hidden underneath a billowy shirt and a thick, low-slung belt* If you have but a minute, we simply wish to inquire about what you know about the Elves and their activities as of late.

*Motions to a seat nearby* Shall we sit, please? *Not waiting for an invitation, Traz sits on the nearest chair or stool.*

*Atrum bursts into the Inn and begins a tirade*
Who in blazes thinks they can come into MY INN and start throwing tables around!

I WANT ANSWERS NOW!!