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As the daylight wanes, a solitary figure can be seen making her way towards the Tipsy Traveller. Tired, hot and sweaty, Esmerelda was looking forward to a bath, her beloved and bed although not necesarily in that order. The effforts to move some of the refugee families to the Highlands had worked, at least for now. Hopefully they'd be happy on their new farms with a place to begin again. If it worked out perhaps more families could be relocated in the future.

All in all the relocation went well although Curtis breaking his arm and Marilyn giving birth turned the journey from a several days trip into a multi week affair. Esmerelda was anxious to return to Far Reach and see how the town fared.

Realizing that she was about to walk in the front door alone, she gave a quick hope that Serith was not inside and going to chide her about going about without an escort. But whenever she went out alone, Korrigan's theory about "unarmed women and small children" always seemed to keep her safe.

Smiling, she opens the door to the inn and looks to see who is in residence...

Malachi looks up as if he knew she would be there. She immediatly notices that there's something drastically different about him, but can't quite put her finger on what it is. He looks weary.

"Lady Esmerelda. Your trip was a success, I take it?"

*As Esmerelda enters she shes something that she really has never seen on Serith's face...

A Smile, as she looks to his left she can see a beautiful young woman softly caressing his cheek with the back of her hand, and also can notice that Serith is nearly putty in her hands.

Esmerelda can overhear the woman say

"I am so glad to be back with you, and cannot believe what you sacrificed, what any of your friends sacrificed to free me and the others from the cave."

Serith merely leans into her hand and smiles

"Adonalyn, that was but a small price to pay to be reunited with you...and anyways, whats half my essence when I have you again to make me whole..."

Serith gives her a sly smile, and is smacked for his corny joke.

*Atrum walks up with a Cheshire cat grin and takes her hands in his*

Tell me I'm the best, most thoughtful, wonderfully amazing man in the world.
Oh just do it, and stop feigning indignance. Trust me, you'll mean it.

*Shea walks into the room and has a huge smile on his face*

Esmerelda ....He's not kidding...HE IS the best and most thoughtful, wonderfully amazing man in the world...

*a man comes out from where she had come stands next to Shea and holds her hand*

next to this man....

*She smiles and gives Atrum a "knowing look"*

Esmerelda throws her arms around Atrum and gives him a long, passionate kiss.

"Of course you're the most wonderful and amazing man in the world. Otherwise you wouldn't be good enough for me," she answers with a wicked grin.

Her face softens and with a caress to his cheek she says softly, "I've missed you terribly my love."

Leaving an arm around Atrum, she looks in wonder at the others in the room. "Clearly much has occurred in my absence."

Smiling at the man next to Shea she says, "It's good to see you back, Connor."

With a raised eyebrow she addresses Serith, "Who might your lady fair be?"

"Malachi, yes, the refugees were relocated with only a few minor hiccups. Thank you for asking. Are you well? Something seems off about you."

*Scribed by Karen 'cause Melissa's computer is out of commission tonight

*Altearez enters with what seems to be a Loin cloth made out of leaves held together by string. as he walks through the door those in the inn can hear babbling anger like.*


"stupid... deals, cave of the de... give the thing a bag okay..... then POOF! THERE GOES ALL MY CLOTHS AND EVERYTHING ELSE I OWNED, but its okay I'm not mad, we still got out ha, stupid cave of the dead."

*most of this was mumbled to himself, He looks up around the room and politely asks.*

"Does anyone have any spare clothes?"

Malachi nods

"I'll be fine, given time. I was actually curious if we could speak in private sometime, although now is not the best time. I believe I know what Atrum has for you."

*Fionna is seen stumbling out of the bedroom, obviously drained. At her disheveled state, it is aperrent she fell alseep in her clothes. Upon seeing Altreaz*

I'm sure we can come up with something. *She turns to her room, and returns with a blanket.* Wrap up in this for now.

Esmerelda, hope you had a safe journey. Seems you've already had a wonderful greeting home. I have much to tell you but it can wait.

*she returns to her room and rejoins the group with a large satchel over her shoulder and what look like traveling clothes* The past few days have been so treacherous, I have no potion stock left. I must go find supplies. I will return shortly.

*Altearez takes the blanket*

"thank you"

*he sits in the nearest spot he can find still mumbling to himself*

"stupid cave of the dead...."

Serith still smiling just nods at Atrums announcement, and stands up with Adonalyns hand in his...

"Well this is the first person who was able to cool off my hot headed nature, and she is much much more....her name is Adonalyn and she is from my homeland, I feared her lost to those Huutun Dogs from the Da`lenel Empire, but was able to return her from the cave of the dead...but Atrum is right, you really need to call him the greatest man alive...."

*nods in silent accomplice to Atrum with a sly smile still upon his face

*Atrum holds Esmerelda close to him and kisses the hand that caresses his face. He winks at Shea and Serith and turns to face Esmerelda so as not to miss the look in her eyes*

I talked to your brother in the dreaming, he was in the cave of the dead that Altearaz spoke of. He didn't want to stay there, so I brought him out with us. Aeric should be around here somewhere, we just returned from the Dreaming not long ago.

Rhul "hurumphs" good naturedly from his seat below the inn's second-story balcony.

"The things people do for love," he says with a grin towards Atrum and Serith. "Luckily..........I rather enjoy being a 'lone wolf' on the prowl" he laughs.

He casually uses a thumb to flip a grape from the bunch he's munching on straight upwards, where Scrounger deftly snatches it from his perch among the railing's bannisters. Squinting an eye in thought, Rhul looks upward.

"Hmmm....maybe you can help with that. You're all kinds of cute- like a puppy. Women love puppies, so go- be cute."

Evidently Scrounger is indifferent on the subject of puppy cuteness, and after a quick pause to look at Rhul as he speaks, continues munching. Rhul arches a great thumb up at him while addressing the room.

"See?? Cute."

As Malachi opens the door he comes face to navel with a dwarf who looks hald dead and soaked to the bone. The short man wears no armor, tattered clothes, a headband, and his hands look gnarled, scarred from years of pounding on lord knows what with his bare fists, and on the back of his left hand a large gem sits affixed to his bare skin. The intense looking little man scowls and looks slowly around the room. Then he bellows, "Is this the Inn run by a human named Korrigan?"