Chapter 1 - Trouble In Red Larch

Welsh chugs his drink, smacks his lips a couple of times, then belches loudly, waving his hand to ward off the door. "Wow, that tastes like absolute piss. Nothing like the wine back home."

As Kaylessa speaks, he leans in, eyes getting wider as she speaks. It was amazing to him how much was happening all at once. As she finishes, he turns to Nadya. "Is...is it possible this is all part of your vision? It has to be, right?! The genasi, the goliath, me..."

Nadya the Oracle. She could get used to that. She grins and raises her glass up before downing it.

The drink was stronger than she was expecting, and she;d been travelling for a while. She could feel it starting to hit her quite quickly. Not that was a bad thing.

'That we are. Destined ones even.' She grins at Kaylessa, then winks. 'Deal'. SHe just stay at the back, let the others deal with it. Then money and fame. Easy. They could get all the details later.

Vanri tried not to appear too eager, but that is a lot of money for her.

Instead, with a fair amount of false casualness she turns to Welsh. "Remind me, if we ever get to a city with a large Genasi quarter to give you a chance to try Burnt Brandy."

Returning her attention to Kaylessa, Vanri asks "What would you need us to do?"

'Lance's Rock..lance.. is Lance a medusa? ' The maps were swirling slight. Maybe she shouldn;t have drunk so fast..being more drunk than your target was not good.

Welsh pats Nadya on the head. It was always fun to see a lightweight fall face-first into a liquor-induced delirium. He turned to the barmaid. "Any chance you have any Burnt Brandy? Or like...a bottle of wine? Nothing fancy. I just need to wash the taste of whatever-the-hell that was. And maybe some of that bread?"

He turns back to Kaylessa. "What do you think is up there? A dragon? An old hag?" He slams his hands enthusiastically into the table and leans in, whispering. "A...medusa?" He winks at Nadya as he leans back.

'Wine. 's good. And brandy. We should celebrate.' Nadya grins back at Welsh, not quite noticing the others have held their drink better than her. 'Medusa. 'm the oracle. Seen visions of a medusa swallowing people..no making the earth swallow people. 's why 'm here. Saw this lot helping.' She gestures her hands to the others.

Welsh places a hand on Nadya's back. "I agree. Celebrating is the perfect idea." He has seen lightweight humans before, and always enjoyed it. "Something strong!" he shouts at the barmaid as she walks away.

Aukan smirks at the Satyr enthusiasm.

Never been much of a religious man. How certain are these... visions?

A glass of wine seems to teleport into Nadya's hand. 'Very. Very certain. 's my family line, and they all look up to me. I have loads, have helped many start out on their hero's journey.' She winks at the goliath. 'Never led anyone wrong'

Aukan eyes widen. He seems impressed by the deeds Nadya speaks about.

Those visions sound like a blessing. Nadya the Oracle, can you control those visions? There some... Matters is like to know

'Depends on what you're after. Its easy if I;m with a person for a while.' As she speaks she looks the goliath up and down. 'Which wouldn't be a problem with me with you;re stature..its good for a hero'

Welsh smiles as he takes a glass of wine and kicks it back. He smells the glass afterward. "Not bad. Not great, but not bad."

He looks at the map. "So, here's what I think. We could talk to the Constable, and then, if things look good, we head out to Lance Rock."

Aukan lets out a loud laughter.

Yours is one charming personality Nadya The Oracle. Maybe one day you can tell me what future awaits this Goliath.

Aukan turns to Welsh, eyeing the map, pretending to understand but being captivated by the lines and the traces.

I am up to the challenge, when do we leave?

Wine. That twas more what she was used it. She closed her eyes and taking a breath, letting the rush of the beer settled, before opening them and grinning. 'You be the first to know if you are in my dreams. Besides fighting this medusa of course. Constanb;e. Taht I good start. I;m certain he;s somewhere here. If we follow the trail of trouble we;ll find him eventually'