In reply to Planning (msg # 26):

Approaching the bar barely much taller than its surface. "A glass of mead please." She says in a soft voice not looking much different than your average human teen. She places some coins slidding them towards the tavern keeper with a smile. One thing setting her apart from the average teen shes attired in leather and a backpack on her back. Possibly some kinda pint sized adventurer? She would make her way up on the stool. "Salad too please." she says looking over the establishments patrons closely.

Lucy did one of the things that she had learned to like.  Watching people.  She gauged their reactions to her, chuckling to herself at those intimidated by her appearance, and staring back at any who stared.

When she was out of ale, she rose from her seat, and went up to the bar and ordered a refill.

She walked over and sat down next to the new arrival. She looked her up an down, smiling a friendly smile.

"I'm Lucy." She said out of nowhere, but more as an introduction.

"So, what brings you into this humble abode?" She asked.

In reply to Lucy (msg # 28):

She smiles warmly as she examines the one speaking to her closely. "Im Lillith." she continues to observe her surroundings as they talk. "Looking to make coin actually." she says winking.

  The Keeper  brings  Lillith's   oder over, he  drops it a bit  in front of her.. There is no Malice in his eyes  as he looks to her, but it is plain to see, he is Not Happy about her Presence.

 He turns to Lucy and says,...word of  advice....Boll ain't no place for Cat-folk to be walkin' about. If you go out?. Make sure one of your  group is with you...

 then He looks towards the Arrow's  table  and ask's  ..anything  else?..if not..I got some Business with them folks...

In reply to Den Of Lions (msg # 30):

She swiftly scarfs down her salad with no hesitation looking back to the other beside her. "He dont seem fond of you maam." she says shrugging her shoulders pushing her empty bowl away from her before sipping at her mead.

In reply to Den Of Lions (msg # 30):

"Well, truth be told, I'm half elf, half feline.  I know, I know, everyone only sees the feline, but if you look you can see the elf." She said with a smile.

"Thanks for the advice." She said.

She turned to Lilith.

"I get that a lot." She says with a wink.  "Most people see what they want to see.  I'm half elf, but all they see is the cat-folk.  I supposed that can't be helped, though.
"What's your specialty?" She asked.
"I know a group that might be of use of your services." She says.  "I've been with the arrows only a short time, but they seem a pretty loose knit, band of brothers, if you know what I mean." She said.

Lar ordered a beer and a plate of food and then listened to the conversation with Greyclock and Kree.  When the other left he nodded.  "What business do you intend to do with Greyclock then Kree?"

Luthien, who'd been relatively quiet, mentioned serenely, "The trick of it is...there's no elf, no catfolk, just a friend named Lucy. Her origins do not dictate who she is."

  First off..any of you that have   anythig to sell..can sell to him, You may not get as good a price  as you would in a town or city. but you will not need to answer questions....Greyfox, might be just the fellow to help us get the  children  to where they are supposed to be,.

In reply to Lucy (msg # 32):

Leaning in close her lips next to your ear. "I have a nack for releaving people of their possesions with out thier knowledge." She says with a giggle.

(OOC:Id like to attempt to pick pocket lucy.

Rolf continues in his self-appointed position of rear guard as they leave the children behind and move on towards the inn.  He's grown to know Kree well enough to not bat an eye as he leans on the locals to free up the table.

Picking a spot that hopefully puts his back to a wall, eh smiles a bit at the aroma of the breaded fowl, aiming a bit more towards the goose.  And a tankard of ale of course.

He keeps an eye on the one at the bar, the one that has drawn Lucy's attention.  Quite a young lass to be about on her own in such rough quarters.... or maybe not quite so young a lass...

Lar considers Kree's words.  He doesn't have anything to sell at the moment but knowing a person who can deal with goods is always important.  "No, I have nothing to sell at the moment.  What better person to get the children off safe than a man who knows how to move valuables."

In reply to Lillith Ravenworth (msg # 36):

"Well, suck skills can certainly come in handy." She says with a smile.

  Grayfox comes over to the Table  and he holds up his hands,...Please, Keep eating, If you want  more, I have  but, to call into the kitchen...

 ..Now?..Quickshadow? What do you want from me....

 Kree  Looked up at the fellow as  he  swallowed   a Bite  of  Goose...First off? Any of   my team that wishes to get rid of some items, we were hoping you  would  buy them....the second part?  Is to get those children back to where they came from...

 Grayfox  Looks over the   team that is at the main table,as he wipes his  hands with a bar towel....I can do that..you might not get top coin, but  you won't  at any other place  either....

 Then he pours himself  a Mug of  ale from one of the pitchers on the table,taking a deep drink. he smacks  his lips and nods, Dwarf Ale  from the High Peaks...good stuff....  he holds the Mug  and Looks to the door, then back at the others,..heard some Kids were brought in by some   Slaver Killers...Guess that would be you? I'll send one of the Grils down to the  Temple,  we'll see what we  can do, and I'll let you know....

 Then He looks at Kree, studies him for a second, as he says,..so?  The Arrows  recruit  Cats now?

 Kree Looks at the Bar and shrugs,...you serve halflings?

Once inside the temple Justin gives prayers of thanks which takes some time he then heads to the inn Kray mentioned they would be staying at.

Entering the building he noticed the the breed is talking to a breed he paused to he assessed the situation before heading over to sit beside Kree. Wouldst yon be one of Thy contacts Captain he chinned towards the halfling

   ...if the Arrows  have  Halflings  as  contacts? They do  not  work with my unit... the halfling  seems to be interested in   Lucy, though...

In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg # 42):

Shouldst we be concerned over such consorting; or disregard yon discourse he asks taking a seat at the table and partaking of the banquette the others had ordered.
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  Kree's  eyes study the HAlfling as best he can,..if she doesn't   harm, or try to harm any of us?..I think we can  let her live this time through...

 Isra looks  at  Kree,..this time ?

 The  elf shrugs,if there would be  a band of them, and they were not marked as friendly Halflings?..I would..be moved to cut them down....but?  This is Boll,they do not like them anymore then I do...

Luthien was quiet for a minute...he'd not speak until he was sure of what he spoke.

Justin nodded in agreement then plied several spoons of food onto a platter gave thanks to Eta and began devouring the food. Casting an occasional glance at the other patrons and the Halfling.

With little to add to the conversation, Rolf focuses on keeping the room under his watchful gaze, and of course enjoying the well prepared meal, drinking sparingly of the ale.

Cru had remained quiet.  There were several people among the group that rose his suspicions.  Though it were none of his own business who was part of this militia, he and his companion kept to themselves.

Lar remains quiet as the conversation continues, not able to add anything himself.

   Kree was  just about  to ask for the accounting of the Meal, when  the Blacksmith came in. The  broadshouldered Human, looked about in the Inn. Almost comical in his meekness.

 Spying the table, He came over  with a  thick Cloth  wrapped with  leather a thong. He dropped it on the table, the clicking  made the sound that made  most people  turn out of habit.

 ..There it be...the  Price  we agreed on.... he motioned,..you can count  it if ya like....

 Kree looked at the  Bundle  and shrugged, I turst you, and I also have the confidence , that no fool would ever  cross the Arrows....aye?

 He Nodded,Aye, Thank you for the Business..... he  the Blacksmith Left, his head turning from person to person as he went out the door.

 Kree turned to the Bundles  and  unwrapped it, the  Gold and silver coins were of Mixed towns, but...all-in-all gold was gold, silver was silver, and they all spent alike.

 with delt  hands he  stacked the coins  quickly, Ivy  moved  closer to stand Behind him, making  sure , no one from outside the group wanted to get brave....

   the hand s  moved  almost as quickly as if he was using  his daggers, when he was finished, he had  stacks of  gold  and  silver coin,..There we Go my firends...each of you take a stack...these leftovers  will go  for the meal and the roms this night....

 Ivy reaches  over  and takes his stack with a smile, and   drops it into his purse.

 He Calls over to Lucy to take her coin.

Justin waited until the others had collected their alloted sum. Thanked Each for their assistance and efforts when the last had pocketed their coins Justin scooped his portion up