If Zero is not up for a fight then I would prefer to leave Aidan with her therefore he will be in no danger.

makes scense, is that big cow sleeping? go give him a nudge and find out!!!

"well bard" Seipher turns and looks at the singer, "maybe tonight we don't make your money after all".

'Ugh no one likes a grumpy cow..' Samia reluctantly goes upstairs to see if Zero is up for the adventure.

seipher tries banging the table to see if he can wake the stranger up.
"ha!" he says to himself
"he looks like he can fight, but he can't hold his ale!!!"

Criani Peracien enters the tavern. Her shiny mithril armor and faintly glowing axe is impressive as she sits at the tavern to take a breather.

"Boromir some ale please," she says.

Boromir serves the drink and looks at Criani with concern.

She takes the drink and swallows it down.

"I lost a good friend out there tonight. It seems even us veterans can be in danger with these vile beasts,"Criani then slides the mug towards Boromir indicating to fill it up again.

"Then perhaps another day. I must say that this tavern is lacking music," he replies. He takes out his flute and begins to blow in it.

Storyteller Note: Make sure to write all of the players on your friends list often. Send emails asking what days they can play so therefore when the storyteller arrives around 8pm a group can be gathered. If you do this at 8pm then by the time you find players it will be 11 or 12pm. This is way to late to begin a adventure that takes a minimum of 4 hours each time.

Seipher walks over to criani and offers his arm in welcome "we have not been introduced, though i have spent many a night in your house. I am seipher."

The Bard begins to sing:

In Sinatorium fair city
Where girls are so pretty
‘Twas there that I first met with
Sweet Sorilla O’tone
She drove a wheelbarrow
Through the streets broad and narrow

Crying”Cockles and Mussels
Alive, Alive -o”
Alive, Alive-o
Alive, Alive-o
Crying, “Cockles and Mussels,
Alive, Alive-o”

She was a fishmonger
But sure ‘twas was no wonder
For so were her mother
And her father before

They drove their wheelbarrows
Through streets broad and narrow
Crying”Cockles and Mussels
Alive, Alive -o”
Alive, Alive-o
Alive, Alive-o
Crying, “Cockles and Mussels,
Alive, Alive-o”
She died of a fever
And nothing could save her
And that was the end of
Poor Sorilla O’tone

Her ghost wheels a barrow
Through streets broad and narrow
Crying”Cockles and Mussels
Alive, Alive -o”
Alive, Alive-o
Alive, Alive-o
May we honor our commoners
And those great fishmongers

As the Bard finishes he raises his mug towards Boromir then everyone else.

Seipher hears a voice from above admonishing him for not working hard enough, he drops to his knees and cries

"O lord forgive us for we have networked hard and tryed to gather to smite this foul curse that has beset this town".

She looks up and smiles. "I hope my hospitality and protection serves you well," she replies.

Boromir looks at Criani and then back at Seipher.

"You know he would like to go out and adventure with the wood elf over there," Boromir says.

Criani smiles. "You know the rule Boromir the magical barrier only lets a group out for their own protection," Criani replies drinking her second mug of Goblin's Brew.

tis a shame my lady, between your barrier and my voices it seem i will never get to walk these streets again. ah but i need the fresh air, if only for an hour.

Boromir frowns. "If they insist then why not let them out as two adventurers," Boromir reasons.

Criani contemplates then looks at the dark elf.

"I tell you what if Smiless over there would stop singing we can go out of the tavern together, yet I will be going in shortly after and so will the bard if he chooses.

The bard looks at Criani and smiles as usual. "The last time I did this the two adventurers didn't come back to the tavern.

Criani frowns and contemplates. "Perhaps you are right, yet I cannot hold them here forever. They want to fight for the people of this town," Criani replies.

"I just know the magical barrier doesn't let any out unless it is me," Criani says.

"So what say you Seipher? Do you wish to travel with the wood elf in these dangerous parts of town. If things go bad don't hold me responsible," the veteran warrior replies.

Storyteller note: no hours in the lands of bavidirian. No watches or clocks. It is okay no biggie, but just want to let you know.

'The damn cow is sleeping and with that snoring it doesn't amaze me that she could not hear my begging for her to wake'

as i have said, i'm in dire need of fresh air, if it kills me so be it, i will die in here if i can not go.

"Then so be it. Smiless put away that annoying flute and let us go out together to let these fine adventurers out,' criani mentions.

The bard looks at Boromir. " I shall be back shortly so don't throw away my drink.

Boromir nods

They both get up and lead the two adventurer's out the front door.

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In excitement Samia dances out of the Inn following the others.

We Minotaurs are not mindless cattle, and it is not wise to provoke our anger. For we are forces to be reckoned with when we are angered. Draven Comes out of the shadows and glares at the disrespectful little creature