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[GodofGamingRWBY]

"Roads are dangerous these days, so your friend has the right idea" the Inn Keeper commented, giving a small stretch before turning to Tanec, "Sure thing! Give me one moment mister!" he shouted. With that, he turned and slipped behind a door on the opposite side of the bar, taking only several seconds before coming out with a full plate similar to what was giving to Flavius, placing it in front of Tanec before returning to his spot at the bar, keeping a watchful eye over the group as they continued chatting.




"Eh, fair enough" was all Fersand said when Nuallán made his point, taking another swig of his bottle before putting it back down on the table, giving a somewhat more serious look to Burhardt,


"I knew those folk weren't the honest type, but I guess I didn't take them recognizing one into account. But yes, cult business. I wasn't able to acquire information on where they were, but I have confirmed their presence in the area. Unfortunately they've been a bit illusive whenever I tried to corner them."

At the same moment, Gunvald was still recovering from the internal pain of the discussion being switched to the inner workings of wine in certain situations, managing to lock onto the fact that it was beginning to return to the main issue, something he was very glad about.


"I see. I'm sure we can get filled in with the rest of the details once Volker and my sister return. That being said, I-" Gunvald began, adopting a thinking posture as he talked to Fersand, only to be interrupted by Morgan's... Statement of what she wanted to do with the Cultists. He didn't know Morgan much, but he did not expect those words to come out of the girl who seemed to be completely lost without Renee to give her directions, and was always short with words no matter the situation. Fersand, on the other hand, was still completely relaxed, taking yet another swig of his bottle as the group went silent.


"... Not exactly. Renee?" the Prince eventually continued, turning to the swordswoman just as the doors to inn swung open...




"True, true. It's just been a bit boring for the last few days" Eydis replied with a small shrug as the duo finally reached the inn, the Princess' wyvern taking a few steps to the side before curling up next to the entrance, fully understanding that it wouldn't be able to fit inside. As for Eydis herself, she merely laid her axe next to the wyvern, the giant weapon being ill suited for a place of comfort, before swinging open the door with none of the grace expected of a princess, filling the awkward void of silence with her own noise, either not noticing the silence or just not caring,


"Hey, we're back, and it looks like you brought some more help, Fersand. May I ask who you three are?" the Princess asked, approaching the table with her full attention, and curiosity, on the three newcomers.

[Caellath]

Nuallán turned his attention to more urgent matters with the princess' arrival.

"Nuallán Beaumont, heir apparent to the Beaumont Marquessate. It is a pleasure to meet Your Highness Princess Eydis."

[Praefectus Screptum]

Cocytus laid a gloved hand on Eydis' shoulder to give her a playful nudge-at least for someone physically trained like herself it was a nudge...after all a "nudge" coming from a person like Cocytus was pretty much a shove for someone light and unarmored.
"Come on now, princess, things are just startin'! I won't disagree with ya, things been boring as hell just sittin' in some shitty-ass wagon but I bet we will be beatin' the shit of some cultists soon."
When they stepped into the inn, he glanced at the strangers on the table before crossing his arms against his chest plate. While he had some thoughts on the strangers, he preferred to wait for them to introduce themselves and prioritized the business they had there.
"So, do we have any good news? Ya know, aside from gettin' some new people."
Oh. Right. He still needed to introduce himself too, as he somewhat doubted his name was even mentioned during the time they were away.
"Name's Cocytus, by the way. Or ya know, the Freezing Hammer if ye wanna get fancy."

[Twinwolf]

Renee had in fact gotten up to get Morgan a plate of food, knowing they wouldn't really do it themselves. She got back in time for the whole 'wanting to burn them all' and the reaction to it.

"No, Morgan's usually doesn't act like that. The cult is..." she stopped, and took a breath. "We've had a history. Morgan even more than me. Neither of us like them much, let's put it like that."

[Caellath]

"Excellent. She might want to see a physician, however."

[Chevaleresse]

Morgan shook their head slightly at the suggestion, then seemingly looked even more nervous for daring to do so.

"I'm, um, going to. . . stop bothering you, if that's okay." The mage started to inch away towards a currently-unoccupied corner of the inn.

[kj1225]

Like most of the party probably had, Flavius had half turned to watch Morgan's outburst. Feeling bad for the girl he sighed before gently calling out.
"Are you hungry girl? You look like you need something to eat.
He didn't mention that eating would provide ample distraction from what she just said as well as reason to not talk if she didn't want to, but he then he didn't need to say it either.

[SirAston]

The meal has been served.

"Thank you very much, good man."

With that, Tanec sits down and starts eating the bread and meat. He mostly ignored whatever it was that Morgan did. Mostly.

"Burning them alive, eh? Rather flashy way to deal with people."
Should keep that youngster in mind. Could be useful for some karmic irony against Dulom if he dares to show his face...

[Chevaleresse]

Morgan nodded slightly, then noticed the plate of food Renee had brought them for the first time. The mage murmured a quiet "Thank you" before sitting down at a nearby table with it, though they mostly seemed to just stare at it once it was obtained.

[Haspen]

"Why waste useful firewood and lumber to burn people? Just stab them in the face enough times, and it will be enough."

[Sutoratosu Akira]

"I've always found a bolt of light through the temple to be more efficient, personally. Especially at night. Even if you miss the first shot, they'll usually be too blind to find you."

[Blade Master Model 42]

Burhardt's stomach was starting to turn at this talk, and he fully planned to eat. "I beg your pardons, but could we speak on another subject? Perhaps related to the reason we're here in the first place, instead of how best to snuff the candle of life?"

[Haspen]

"Sure."

"So what exactly is our next step and when do we start? I ache for some-" Evelin glanced at Burhardt. "-actual work to do."

[Praefectus Screptum]

"Best way to handle 'em is to crush their skull with a hammer and paint the floor. Guess ya can always go for the chest too, let the weight of the hammer do the job and crush their ribs 'n stuff."
"Ey, I did ask if we had any 'good news' the moment I got here. So I am still waitin' on that, pal."

[Sutoratosu Akira]

"Of fiiiine..." Odette sighed, taking another swig of her ale. Should've known the squeamish scholar would cut that conversation short. Couldn't be helped with some of the more refined types, she supposed.
"Come to think of it though... which areas in particular have you been investigating so far, Fersand? You say they're elusive, but perhaps if we can find a pattern to where you've been spotting potential suspects..."