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Pageflap gestures at his clothes where the Mage Armor is just barely keeping the acid from dissolving the fabric. He repeats the screech for a third time, the screech serving the dual purpose of stating that it was he that was attacked and expressing his dissatisfaction as a customer.

Tilting his head a bit, he also inquires on the going-ons of the village. "They started showing up about a month ago, around the time when the south spring dried up," he repeats, going for elaboration.

Barendd and Raishe had a hearty conversation. Raishe speculates the the strange tongue Barendd spoke in might be a form of celestial speech. Barendd is fascinated, having never had a tie to religion of any sort, these ideas seem like a type of fantasy to him. Raishe indicates there are gods of all shape and size. There are even gods for dwarves. As Raishe is speculating that perhaps when he cast the spell of healing through prayer, perhaps some such deity answered the call and manifested itself with the strange speech. Barendd is fascinated as he insists that Raishe start dotting the outline of the dagger symbol on his chest next to the outline of a heart using the crossbow bolt that nearly stuck him down, dipped in ink that he brews himself. He decides a simple black ink was best. Now he has a new tattoo and a new curiosity.

Thank you holy man, You have given me much to consider, what of these Dwarven Gods? However, it's soon time to turn in perhaps we should join the group and make our plans for tomorrow.

Barendd then places the patch he had taken from the bandits over his tattoo to allow it time to heal, and starts drunkenly wandering the inn looking for Iman and Aegar.

Crow here seemed to have handled it pretty well! I don't think it will be too much of a problem unless more of them come out. Maybe its best we take a look at the drained spring first thing in the morning since it seems like these grubs might be active at night. Lets go catch up with the others for now, Im hearing a lot more commotion coming from the taproom. Seems like the Sheriff brought in a bigger crowd for you Marlowe!

Aegar listened intently as the Sheriff spoke and said not a word in response. He eyed the Sheriff, looking for any obvious signs the he was lying. Aegar waits until Iman and Pageflap head back down to the rest of the party before he speaks. Iman and Pageflap may have accepted what you say as true Sheriff, but know that I am not so easily swayed. I know there is something sinister going on here, and I will find out what it is. Not even waiting to hear the Sheriff's response, Aegar follows in his friend's footsteps and heads back down to the dining room. Just as he rounds a corner, he bumps into Barendd. The dwarf is stumbling and clearly drunk, Aegar notices that he had begun tattooing the Night Blade's symbol upon his body. You best be careful here Barendd, I feel that these locals are hiding something behind their hospitality.

Pageflap contemplates as he sits down in his seat, throwing food down his beak. He gives his input in his own Kenku way as the party converses, but his thoughts are more on the town. The damn slug cost him the magic he was planning on using to check up on the hand, but then again, a fire bolt probably would have been enough if the surprise and frustration didn't get to him. He could still go out and make sure check this time, but he believes they were planning to look into the slugs? He may have to use some of his more powerful spells if there's a lot of them. Besides, he was sure the hand was magic anyways, he could skip the detecting for now. Maybe if he has some leftover magic tonight.

He looks to the side and sees Barennd has a new hollow tattoo. Didn't he get those for new jobs? He mentioned that sometime during their journey here, he believes. Pageflap could have sworn he hired him to help him on his trip to Arkasia... no wait, he has no tattoo for that. That was just something he was contemplating. That means he doesn't have to pay Barennd! He must have come for personal reasons then. Heaven knows Iman did, volunteering himself at the first hearing of the word 'Arkasia.'

Oh, now he remembers that hollow symbol. Guess he and Iman are of like mind when it comes to Ralavaz? Guess they're all gonna be doing that then. Maybe they stole pearls? Iman is still murmuring that name every now and then. He's pretty focused as he shovels more food into himself. Pageflap silently slides his plate of eggs to him.

Thinking back to the slug problem, he recalls Aegar's suspicions. Could the slugs have been on purpose? Maybe? Could be he couldn't throw off his paranoia towards enemy saboteurs from his days in the way, possibly. Though the sheriff did mention it was because of the springs drying, and if the villagers were truly responsible for that how and why would they be able to engineer their own spring drying up? Then again they could have been lying about the spring. He notices that he's been thinking for a while. Oooooh, wait, is he using his creativity right now!? How fun!

OK gents, as much as I enjoy a good meal, and I do say this is a good meal we have to determine what we do from here. After speaking with Raishe I have some personal information I need to look into, but that is not the matter at hand. I feel the bandits drew us to this town, and there are multiple things we can do here. Ralavaz is a concern. As are the slugs that accosted our friend Pageflap. There was an all white Kenku that I'm sure will interest you, there is the hand statue, the hotsprings, and many more points of interest. This town seems to have many quirks and secrets to explore. Because of all these features I decided to consider this town a project for us as a whole, as there seems to be something of interest to all of us in one fashion or another. That's why I know have an unfinished tattoo. The bandits started us on the path here, and once we decide here no longer needs us, then I can finish the tattoo as we continue on our way. A plan seems to me like something we are in need of. I would say that something like Ralavaz would require all of our attention, while researching the white Kenku might only require Pageflap's studiousness. The slugs may be a task for a few of us, etc. Are there any tasks that anyone here feels particularly drawn to? If so is that something you'd like solitude with or would require assistance? I feel drawn to the task of Ralavaz, but that doesn't need to be something we look into right away. So what are your thoughts gents?

Yes, this Ralavaz needs to be dealt with. But if we are going to be staying here a few nights, we might need to find a quick solution for the slugs first. I’m certain this will alllow for our continuous lodging here. I’m sure we will draw some attention to this Ralavaz if we do more for a town that is under his watch, you know, maybe bait him to us?

Thank you for breakfast Amanda. It has been truly splendid. I feel inclined to help with this bug problem. As In an stated, you've been so very welcoming, and I think it appropriate for us to help in keeping this place above ground and standing. What do you say gentlemen? If we are of a chord might I suggest that perhaps the sinkhole would be a good starting place.

So where is he now? Where can we find him? As Iman asks about any leads to Ralavaz, he downs his plate of sausage and eats his share of bread, then eyes Pageflap’s newly arrived plate that has been untouched.

Who wants to go on a little hunt?

Well, doing some good for this Inn could do us some help. I’ve been on hunts before, they take patience. We can likely draw him to us and save us a trip. I’m rather reckless, so I’ll go where the holy man goes.