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The sun has barely broken the horizon, but Robert looks like he has been up for some hours already. He and his men (3 in all) strap provisions to a couple mules and check/sharpen their weapons.

All the men look determined to be off, and you already get the impression they are running late.

Morimer is no where to be seen.

In a moment of impatience Robert sits down, pulls out a piece of wood and begins to wittle.

*Robert waits to see who shows up*

Zeira steps out of the in with his pack and his spear. As he stretches his arms his sleeves roll back revealing a glint of metal from his armor underneath. The masked figure looks around and approaches Robert

Good morning. The others are just finishing up their packing probably. Have you seen Mortimer? Last I remember him and Fluffy went somewhere to...uhh...well... you know.

Cristo walks towards Zeira a pack over his shoulder and a smile on his face



"Hey Zeira, i thought you had left without me. Ya got room for one more?"

"Of course. Is Brey going to be able to make it?"

"I'm not sure, he should be able to but you can never tell with him."

*Azra too emerges from the inn. She had a pack slung over her shoulder, as well as her bow. A quiver of arrows is held against her hip. Her hair tied up under a kerchief to keep it from her eyes, though a few curls fall free to frame her face*

Well, I guess I'm as ready as I'll ever be.

*She bounces on her toes a bit, her eyes full of something between excitement and fear*

Mortimer comes strolling around the corner, humming softly. There are no signs of a hangover, no indication on his face about what his evening may have entailed, and no hint of anxiety over the coming trip.

"Ah, people are arriving finally. I had thought sun-up was when we were leaving but no one was here then, so I took the liberty of collecting some herbs that will help energize and invigorate, in case we wanted to travel harder and later than originally planned. I mixed it with some ale to help it go down easier and you are all welcomed to it."

He removes his wineskin and, after taking a swig himself, offers it to whoever wishes to drink from it.

Brey comes out of the Inn with his two swords strapped to his side and a half eaten loaf of bread in hands. He walks up to Cristo and gives him a piece of the bread

"Sorry I'm late. You said you were gonna wake me up before you left. I'm ready to go whenever you guys are"

Zeira walks over to Mortimer and takes the wineskin. He takes a good drink from it, wipes his mouth and hands it back to Mortimer

"Thanks. I haven't done any real traveling since I got here and I'm probably going to need a boost. You had a good time last night?"

Mortimer smiles at Zeira and nods. "It was...different. And that's rarely a bad thing."

Dallid approaches from the woods to join the group.

“Knowledge of the Elves’ means and motives is in critically short supply. Much risk is warranted for any opportunity to acquire more. I will help all I can.”

"I'm glad your coming Dallid. Your knowledge and expertise will be invaluable for certain. With you here I feel a little better about everything."

The masked man stretches again and hops up and down a little.

"Well I feel ready to go! I wonder who else is going to show up?"

Virgil strolls up silently, waiting to go.

Esmerelda emerges from the inn, carrying a basket full of small parcels. Dark circles shadow her eyes and anyone who might have awakened during the night before would have heard her quietly at work in the kitchen.

"I am not accompanying you, but I thought I would see you off and well provisioned for at least the first part of your journey." She goes around distributing the packets of food she has made up for the travelers. Stopping in front of Robert, she addresses all assembled.

"May the winds speed your feet on your journey and the luck of the stars keep you safe. Uncover the foul plans of our enemies and return home triumphant, my friends."