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*Taking the drink proferred*

"Now Calvin, you know me so well.. besides I can be trusted just fine.. at least when it comes to the ladies! As for this rum, it is quite good.. I do think I am going to have to find a few favors to do for friend Lambic here if it involves more rum."

*looks to Laura*

"As for my friend here lady, he is certainly far more reputable than I am. I'm the one you must watch out for!"

*Calvin smiles at Kathryn*

"Yes, I understand, and yet your beauty still shines through."

*Ug looks to Kathryn.*

Hmm, me tink dat mebbie Ug'd be intrustud in ennie meetun consurnun de Havun's latunshup wit de wudhode.

*looking at Aidan
"I will just have to keep that in mind."
*She walks away from the bar hoping to figure out what else is going on in the inn

"When ever you are ready I will show you to a room." Lady Rosamund steps back to the travel weary Lady my sit down.

*The general Smiles at Kathryn*

Blackthorn did speak of you in a good light and considered you a good friend. Blackthorn was a dear friend of mine and he thought you worthy and a friend, so you are my friend as well.

I will find Corbyn for you Kathryn and let him know you are looking for him.

*Kathryn smiles wider at Calvin's flattery*

Thank you, good sir. 'Tis surely a fine town indeed that holds individuals such as yourself.

*To Ug*

By all means, all those who have followers are welcome to come discuss the situation.

*To Blackthorn*

Good sir, I am most honored to be considered a friend.

*To Lady Rosamund*

Whilst everyone is gathering seems as good a time as any to freshen up before we all sit down and discuss the politics of the matter.

*To everyone*

If you will all excuse me briefly, I intend to partake of this gentle Lady's offer of wash water and a room to change in.

*Corbyn enters the Inn with Maximus*.

Greetings Lambic, let us have some of your fine ale and meet with the Lady Kathryn at her convenience. I believe all the guild leaders should be present to hear her tidings from Woodhold. I see Ug and Atrum are here, are Shale and any others close at hand? I would also like Robert and Elder Quetzal to hear her words if possible, to represent the voices of the villagers. Maximus, please try to find one or both of them as quickly as possible.

*Gets a mug from Lambic and heads to a large table.*

*Calvin gives a smile and a bow as Kathyn leaves*

*Kels walks into the inn Carrying a bottle that looks like wine*

"Glad i got my own that Bar looks to crowded for me."

*He stumbles alittle bit moveing to a chair*

*Lambic passes a glass of clean water to Lady Katheryn. *

Here, lady, take this with you.

*Lambic pours for Corbymn*

Excellent timing Kels. Would you find Ian and tell him we're about to have an important meeting.

*Looks to make sure the ladies are gone*

SEN! Can you find Shale and tell him his presence is requested at this meeting? Oh and tell him to grab Egon if he can.

Ug if you could find someone to represent the Guild of Lightening, I would appreciate it.

Laura, would you try and find Dewberry? I don't think he is around but the attempt should be made. I think his council on this would be appreciated.

*Kels stands up and walks out of the inn*

"Yeah I will go get him."

*a short while later Kels and Ian walk back into the Inn as Ian is speaking to Kels*

"....So someone from woodhold has shown up, excellent."

*A Pale Skinned, Black Cloaked Elf enters the Inn. He takes rest in the corner and fires up a pipe. He motions to the Barkeep*

He speaks in a calm and even tone. "Wine" and begins to tend to his wounds.

*After a time, Kathryn reappears, clean and now dressed in finely cut divided skirts, blouse, and bodice. She wears no armor but her sword is still hanging from her hip. She moves as if it is a part of her, paying it no more or less mind then any of her limbs. She brings her now empty cup to the bar*

Might I trouble you for another glass of water? The dust is thick in my throat from this journey.

*She turns to survey the room and watch the citizens of Haven... her former townsmembers*