Game table

"Jacob Vane? Sounds like some kind of pirate."

"But I am only the innocent child Camihuatl And I do love my mother’s sweets. Come. "

"Let’s follow her so we can get our answers and figure out what this discombobulated mess actually is. And you...," she points to Uhti, "we need to talk..." she says sounding completely fed up!

In frustration, I cut off the head of the sleeping (or dead?) vampire. Just out of spite. And to feel like I've done something. Then I walk towards the little girl. "Alright, where's you mother's house? Seems you won't talk until we get there, and I'd like to fell less confused and left out on all the details already."

"Yes, let us go."

grumble grumble "one..." grumble grumble grumble... I spit out under my breath

"Sounds like you’re not that keen on pirates friend."

"What? Oh, I've nothing for or against pirates. His name just sounds like the name of a pirate I've heard of before. I think it was from a book character, noone real."

"Wait, before we go, should we gather up the spoils? I'm fine taking this sword as my bounty, but let us not leave anything to waste..."

If there's a dagger found, I could use one, otherwise, I'm good.

"I'll tag along if the hallowed one doesn't object. It was, it seems, your word that freed me from my floating dungeon of death. So I am in your debt. Plus, I need a place to change." :)

"I shall attend the morning tea also. Though I am still undecided on this group. Very unusual, to be sure."

"Little girl of darkness, I don't suppose your mother has any herbs of healing in her tea? I'm a little worse for wear," I say, while gesturing to the blackened and oozing gash in my side.

"Do you think? And from so many various parts of the world. It does seem to be a gathering of interests that come from such different walks of life but for some common good as if it would take such diversity to accomplish any thing. We fought so differently yet so naturally complimented and assisted each other. I was quite impressed. If we can keep Kon aimed, I think we have something here." The Paladin says these things looking around at the group, while he walks hand in hand with pirate captain. They both seem to walk with pride of purpose in their steps. Being sailors and pirates one have given them a chance to see cast a ways as teammates maybe easier than the other land lubbers of the group you come from noble families or racially unmixed communities. Yet, all of this fine group surely could sense that something pulled these people together more than the manixpulations of gods. These were adventurers who saw a broader world than their own. These were brothers in arms and kindred spirits. A party of fellows. May the gods grant them passage in this world. May they shine in glory. May they learn something about themselves that will light this world on fire, thinks the Paladin.

Kit laughs hard at the joke, but regains her seriousness and says, "I'm not sure if it's 'common good' just yet. She is a Trickster after all. She be one shape shift away from a mimic if she wanted. Maybe you're right, maybe the gods are toying with us." She's not keen on the smokescreen that she feels has been in front of her eyes and skepticism is setting in a bit. To her, it seems that Uhti has been hiding some grand scheme, and she's determined to discover what it is; especially since it seems others such as Kon are on a different "mission" than herself.