“Well this coloring looks familiar.” Saras noticed.
Isadau hops out and goes to the nearest tavern to get something to eat.
“read the signs,” Oliver hints
“I know. But the signs are hard to keep track of when all the buildings look the same!”
Edward said in frustration. He let out a sigh and followed Isadau into the tavern, tying Reginald’s lead to a post outside.
Isadau walks in and orders himself a water. He listens to the murmurs of the tavern, trying to hear any gossip he could.
Most of what was heard was just down talking about Pikewall, though in a way that seemed to enforce the rumors of war
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Isadau listens to this, interested slightly.
Saras walks into the same tavern and sits down at a table that had a seat open. “So I’ve heard some small tell of a strange group in the mountains. I was wondering if you knew anything about them?” He asks the people at the table.
“probably just some Yotokians,” muttered an older warrior, before taking a sip of a rather large drink
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“Some who?” Saras asks.
“you know people from Yotoko. Their bunch has always been weird to me.”
“Ah.” He says. “Apologies for my ignorance, and thank you.” He then gets up and goes to the bar, ordering a water. So it seems they’re still keeping a low profile. Whether that’s good or bad though…
Frostvin entered the tavern and walked up next to Saras and orders a tea. He looked around at the people inside, looking for any Etherites.
“Looking for anyone in particular?” Saras asks.
Isadau decides after his water is gone to order alcohol.
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There was a few sprinkled around
“Etherites.” Frostvin says. He walks over to one and greets him.
ooc: @ace is there a specific langue for Etherites?
OOC: no
IC: “hello? May I help you?” He asked, confused
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“I’m Frostvin? The young frost mage?” Frostvin supplied, also confused so as to why the Etherite hadn’t recognized him.
“ok?”
OOC: not all etherites Know each other
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Lihem and Jeromy also enter the tavern, not to drink, but to gain any information they could about the bandit group. Jeromy scanned all of the tavern patrons to see if any bore the same insignia as the bandits did.
Almost everyone did, though the colors varied
Frostvin shrugged. “Ugh… I forgot how little-known I was. How is the Etherite population doing, though?”