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Evening turns to night and the accommodations, while rustic, included luxuries not expected in such a remote place. The baths were warm and came with exotic soaps and body lotions. There was an ample supply of clean towels as well as a pair of clean cotton robes in each chamber. The beds were soft and there were choices of soft and firm pillows to chose from. The quilts were soft and warn. To top it all off there was a small gift basket with fresh and dried fruits and nuts.

There were no incidents at night.

Morning came.

So far

He rose refreshed after the wonderful sleep smelling of flowers. It was pleasant. He is careful to be quiet so he doesn't disturb anyone prematurely.

Jaliera

Last night she had enjoyed her bath, eaten some of the fresh fruit, packed the dried fruit and nuts to eat on the journey, put on her robe and climbed thankfully into bed. After their encounter with thw giant and the mud slide, sleep came quickly.

She woke having had the best sleep for a while. She was so cosy and warm that she shut her eyes again and dozed. She'd get up when Davroar did.

Kriv Norixius

The Dragonborn noble respected the rules of hospitality and expected them to be respected in turn, accepting their host's largesse. If something was amiss, to presume that was the case would be the height of impropriety, if need be there could always be a reckoning later. He prepared for the day.

Zhu

She takes advantage of the bath and is refreshed after her time in Reverie. Rising early in the morning, she dresses and heads downstairs to see what might be happening.

<Bern>

He was clean and relaxed after the marvelous bath and drifted to sleep quickly in the wonderful bed.

He rose refreshed in the morning, dressed and headed down for some food.

Aubric

The luxurious accommodations had been a welcome surprise, and he was grateful for the unexpected comforts after the cold wet mud-and-giant-fighting experience en route. After a peaceful reverie, Aubric had remained vigilant during the pre-dawn hours, alert for any disturbance. Preparing to leave, he quietly gathered his belongings, storing the dried fruits and nuts from the gift basket in his pack expecting to enjoy them as trail rations.

Noticing Zhu already heading downstairs, Aubric makes his way down to join her and anyone else rising early, ready to face whatever challenges the day might bring.

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The group that heads down for breakfast and to meet the others finds that a table was set up already for them and there were different servers present to wait on them.

The taproom is filled with the aroma of freshly baked breads and pastries. A hefty dark haired woman makes her way over to the table as people gathered there. She reaches into the pocket of her apron to grab utensils that have been neatly rolled into a cloth napkin for each. "We've breads, eggs, porridge and fruits today."

Looking about you see that you are not the only group gathered here. There are few of the locals you saw at night. Most of the others sitting here are at tables like yours. The people sitting at those tables are all eating and talking to each other in low tones. Those sitting in the groups are wearing rustic clothes and look like hunters.

ooc: anyone trained in Insight (Arus, Aubric, Pavel, Sindar, Zhu and Zindra) can make a DC 15 roll.

Arus

No assassins, cultists, cult assassins, or any disturbances living or undead. Arus isn't sure what to make of the inn, awaking somewhat perplexed but by the time he tends breakfast he's come to accept the pleasant surprise.

He nods to his companions and he sits with them, an eye and ear on the room around them.

[Arus Insight total 16]

[ooc: waiting on Pavel and Sindar's rolls....]

Pavel

Pavel slept in for once. There was something about the day before that had worn him down to more than just exhaustion. Finally waking he rushes to get ready and heads to the common room looking around at the scene as he entered. Spying the table set up for the group he heads over to join them.

"Sorry. Was more tired than normal I guess." he says as he takes a seat and accepts a plate filled with food.

Pavel Insight
Miales rolled 1d20 and got 13

Forgot to add in his +3: 13+3 = 16 so I guess he made it

Sindar

The half elf is perceptive as always and looks at the body language of those in the room.

[ooc: 2025-05-28 05:08:56
Sindar Insight
Pandemonium rolled 1d20+2 and got 19]

zindra Insight
Neptune rolled 1d20+5 and got 25

Zindra

She had come down to the breakfast after a nice bath and a great sleep and joined the others at the table that was set aside for her. She looked about at the other tables and something bothered her.

"Hey, do any of the rest of you recognize those folks from last night? I didn't see them here and, well, they've been looking at us strangely. It's as if they're sizing us up. And there's something else. They're all dressed like hunters but ... well, they're too clean. Those clothes seem very well kept."

Pavel

"Oh I noticed. I seriously doubt they hunt game of the four legged variety if the stories are true of this place. I say we finish our business and leave. I'm not enjoying the feeling of being a mark for any of these folks." Pavel says coolly for only their table to hear.

Zhu

She nods at Pavel's comment. "Yes. We're here for Arus' business and then we have other pressing matters to attend to."

Arus

"That we are." says Arus.

He shares the sentiment of the table and is glad his companions noticed what he did. Being of the undersea folk Arus can't always be sure he has a good read on dry-land folk.

Still, a perfidious side-eye doesn't preclude civility... and Arus is never one to back away from a challenge.

The triton stands and clad in plate suit and fleece slippers, strolls over to the huntsmen's table.

"Good morning, gentlemen. It seemed rude not to introduce ourselves given how ardently you're eye-f***ing us from across the room." Arus says with an affable smile and cold steel in his eye.

"We're delivering goods for the Hold's lord and will be on our way this very afternoon.

"Given our tight turnaround, I thought I should ask now whether you intend to cause us any delay."

Sindar

The half-elf's hand slips to his lyre, in case this devolves. He is ready to act.

<Bern>

Well this could go either way. He did his best to prepare for the worst ... without being 'obvious' about it, but hopped it would go the other way.

Aubric

While Aubric had been on edge when they first arrived at this inn thanks to Boris's warnings, the warm meal and unexpected luxuries in this room had eventually lulled him somewhat into a sense of comfort, at least inside the inn. He had noticed nothing particularly suspicious about their fellow patrons when first entering the common room, focused instead on the enticing aroma of fresh bread and the promise of a hearty breakfast. However, as Zindra and the others began pointing out details about the supposed "hunters," he realized his complacency, silently cursing himself for letting his guard down.

Watching Arus confront the other table directly, Aubric reaches up to touch the amulet around his neck and quietly whispers a prayer to Corellon, feeling the familiar tingle of divine guidance flow through him as he prepares for whatever may come. [OOC: Casting Guidance on himself, giving him a d4 bonus to his next ability check]