Session 0- The Party Assembles

Cinaed doesnt trust the man. He is not found of the Alchemical's. Always seemed too fond of themselves to him. You don't sound to confident about all that. Maybe you would like to have a drink and tell us more abput what you want? His voice is smooth and calm as he tries to draw out more information.

Trissrie and Cinaed:
He looks up at Cinaed, who towers several inches over the man's hunched form, as his face contorts into an annoyed scowl. And who are you supposed to be? Nevermind don't tell me. I'd know who you were if you were at all important hm? His gaze turns back to Trissrie, not quite fully able to wipe the annoyed look from his face. Now where were we my dear? As I was saying, my laboratory is just a few minutes walk and I can reward you most handsomely for your time. Gold, treasures, or perhaps I can even offer you a magical trinket that might entertain you in your travels afterward hm? It will just be a few moments.

Trissrie and Cinaed:
Shigal fidgets with his fingers a bit. Well the research potential is of great worth to me, even if it requires very small effort on your part. It's not every day that one of your kind just shows up in our fair city hm? And anyway, the risk to you is so minimal it's statistically negligible. I implore you again: Leave this fool here and come with me for just a few minutes. He stops fidgeting and puts his hands in his pockets.

Laura and Barrott:

Cinaed rises at being called a fool. He places both hands on the table and leans down to put his face in the other man's. "The only fool here is a twittering old man from the Alchemicals. You have not shown any reason for this young lady to trust you. You're words have skirted around the truth. Now speak clearly or let us drink in peace." Cinaed keeps a steady tone, never raising his voice, but it is cold and direct.

Cinaed and Trissrie-
The barkeep seems to have taken notice of your conversation. His eyebrows raise as the wizard Shigal makes arcane gestures under his cloak as he mutters a few words. Trissrie and Cinaed, please roll wisdom saving throws, Cinaed with advantage

Barrott and Laura-Laura you discern that this soldier in front of you is not being totally forthright about his knowledge of Barrott's whereabouts. He is definitely hiding something or making some joke at your expense.

Laura and Barrott:
The barkeep motions to the busboy you had both noticed earlier in the corner to bring your drinks. As the busboy approaches Laura you see he is not as young as one might expect for one in this profession. Wrinkles line his eyes and his brown hair is flecked with grey. He shuffles over to you with a tray and sets down a pitcher with two mugs. He puts on his most ingratiating smile and his thick mustache curls up a bit. Anything else I can get for you miss?
The man in the corner who had been talking to the busboy stands up and begins to fasten his cloak and armor.

Laura:
His smile grows wider and you see his immaculate teeth. He whispers to you as he pours a drink into your mug. That information is in high demand tonight miss. Fellow over there paid me 5 gold to know. I'll give it to you for two, but you'd best be about it right away, or I'm afraid Vi will take note. You notice he isn't watching the barkeep as he says this, but the man in the corner, who is pulling on some gauntlets. So what'll it be?

Laura:
The busboy picks up the coins from Laura as he points to the soldier she had been talking to at the bar. That's the man you're looking for. Barrott Calvert. Best be about your business soon though, I do believe that other fellow(he gestures to the man in the corner, who is finished suiting up and has picked up his weapon, a gleaming heavy sword with a hooked end)has some very immediate and unpleasant plans for him. The busboy starts to try to head to the kitchen surreptitiously.
Barrott:
You can definitely pick up on the fact that a lot of eyes in the room are on you. The woman from before is speaking to the busboy, who actually pointed at you with very little subtlety. The fellow from the corner seems bent on approaching you. There are about six other people in the room. Of those, three seem to have picked up on the fact that something is about to happen and are trying to settle their tabs to get out. Vi, the barkeep, looks to you.You can take this guy. He's just a kid, so maybe you can even go easy on him. Just try your best not to make too much of a mess. I need to go speak with Engar about the future of his employment here. First warning is "Loose lips, lose tips" but he's gone too far this time. Your drinks are coming from his salary today. He starts to head toward the kitchen.