5 Within Phandalin

Raven's eyes were half closed, very much like his feline companion. The vibrations of the cat's purring were very soothing to the farmer as he just sat dozing where he had finished his meal. He recalled sitting with his adopted father at the end of the day, the work done, the older farmer smoking his pipe while speaking of the days work and what was needed in the morning. They had worked hard the last few days to bring the delivery to the village. It was good to have a few lazy moments to recover.

He wondered where all the others had gone, Alex was here speaking to the Drow, but what ever words he spoke drifted away before they reached Raven. The others were elsewhere doing whatever they might be up to. Hopefully he would catch up with them eventually, the town did not seem so big as people would get lost.

Tatiana as you leave Ammos nods seriously except at your instruction to ‘eat’, at that you notice his scales color up a bit.

Daran watches Alex speak with intense focus. "I don’t know anything beyond the name, but I do agree with your assessment that Glassstaff sounds very… magicy. As for numbers I’d say at least a dozen men are to be expected, and as for supplies, I know they take and even buy from here in town when the mood strikes. I don’t know of any… ventures."

Raven as you look around a middle aged human woman come up to you, a kind and motherly smile on her face. "You still doing alright over here? Stripes seems to have taken quite the shine to you."

Tatiana descends the stairs to the common room, one hand hovering over the rail (if there is one, otherwise near the stair wall) and her other in a slight pull of her travel skirt. She briefly pauses her descent just before the last step to gauge the demeanor of the inn, then continues in a measured and leisurely pace to her previous booth.

Noting that Alex is engaged with the drow orchardist, Tatiana arrives near the side of the booth where Raven is curled up with the cat. She appraises Trilena once over, and knowing that the matronly woman has already addressed the quiet boy, declines to interrupt their conversation and politely nods her head in greeting before taking her seat.

Raven smiled at Trilena, "The meal was excellent. Stripes is a fine cat, very nice companion."

He nodded to Tatiana as she returned, "How is everything going upstairs?"

Tatiana briefly considers whether or not to disclose Gundren's condition in front of Trilena, but it seems the businessman is well-regarded and there may be no harm. Still, best not to reveal everything so publicly, so she answers diplomatically, "Sister Garaele has determined what Master Rockseeker requires, and with some effort we should be able to properly resource his treatment and recovery."

She shifts a glance at Trilena for a brief moment, and decides to continue on a different track. "As part of that effort, we must see to the well-being of Phandalin itself," says the noblewoman. "After all, Master Rockseeker has plans to improve this town's prosperity and it is only right that we do what we can to foster its development."

Tatiana turns to Trilena and says, "You look to have a keen eye of the comings and goings in town. We were told of the brutes that terrorize this place; would you happen to know any details that you can share with us?"