Has to be better than this vile stuff i keep trying to drink for the pain.

That is an understatement friend. Opens her cloak to reveal that half her body has been burned. She reaches into her pouch and pulls out a vial. She drinks the swirling contents. Have you heard pf anything that happened?

A cloaked figure walks in . The hood covers her head. she takes a seat in the shadows.

*Jericho turns to Kory*

The same reason I cannot be fully healed Kory.

*He gives a sad look to Alaterial*

Despite the best efforts. Some things just cannont be mended. Even with good intentions.

"What level air magic are you healer?" he asks

*walks over to the two*

I too am a healer. Maybe if we both try?

*Leucippus notices the two women sitting at a far table. One appears to be a half-breed, but the other appears to be a full-blooded elf. Leu has a good eye for these things as he had been married to an elf princess named Leah. She had taught him many Elvish ways and customs*

*Leu looks at the purebred elf admiring her hair. It is dark golden yet brilliant at the same time. Like highly polished bronze would appear in the candlelight. Yet it also seemed to have a auburn hue to it. Almost as if translucent.*

*Leu began to wonder if the red in her hair is real or just an effect of the candle-lit Inn. He stares at the women lost in a daze half-looking and half lost in thought as he ponders*

Well, we must remedy that don't you think? as she winks at Kory.

The elf bows and offers to sit down. There is nothing you can do to help me fair lady. It is a wound I received eternally a long time ago in a war way before you were born.

That one Kory, the one walking about. who is he?

The mysterious elf coughs onto a fine woven hankerchief. As he finishes one can see blood on it. Paying no mind he puts it back into his robes. He then looks up from behind the dark corner as his eyes flash red occassionally. The tip of his shaft glows faintly adding a mysterious moment in the tavern.

Just bide your time friend, she whispers back.

Who is Mr. Handsome over there? as she grins with Kory.
And where is that handsome Boromir??

The mysterious elf pays no mind as he looks at his staff. The tip of it holds a ruby shaped octagon sphere that glows faintly.

"Promise, Promise Kory...!!" Eyes light up like the glow of a fire in the night

hello there Kory, and how are you this fine night? a drink would be wonderful
she walks over to where her friend is sitting and takes a seat.

She bursts through the door with her usual gusto. The scent of jasmine fills the air. There is a different look about her today.
She takes a seat at a table.

*Leucippus enters the Inn and walks toward the bar near the kitchen where he always sits. There are several lengths of thinly braided fibers, threads, and hair hanging from his belt. They dangle next to his leg in plain sight for everyone to see. They don’t necessarily stand out though as Leucippus is always covered with pouches, sheaths, and an assortment of leather cases. Things are always dangling from his body, not the least of which is the citole he carries on his back, as well as a long narrow wooden flute that lays across his chest as it also dangles from a braided leather strap.*

*When Leu reaches the bar he removes his citole and leans it against the wooden pillar next to his stool. He then orders a goblet of goblin’s brew and leans back against the column to relax and enjoy the friendly atmosphere of the Green Dragon’s Inn*