As Ferfren enters the tavern with Mort to begin discussions, Talles motions to Illiasia.
"Find Rasiri, and take Viachion, and Drock with you. Stiers would you mind joining them?”
The three throw Stiers a glance before disappearing into the forest in the direction Rasiri was last seen.
“I love those cowboys, I love their gold,
I loved my uncle, God rest his soul,
Taught me good, Lord, Taught me all I know
Taught me so well, I grabbed that gold
And I left his dead ass there by the side of the road.”
Grateful Dead
stiers Glances over and agrees but I will go by myself
Then turn exits the traven on his way out he see Talkinn and gives a ( EVIL Stiers smile ) and disapears in the woods (Teleport 10)
Stiers pops right behind Rasiri and places his hand on his shoulder..Its ok friend ! You know i am always here for you my friend !! Now lets head back to town
Mig walks up a cut through the woods leading to the tavern. He steps inside and sees Taklinn, Mort and Ferfren chatting at a table. He strolls to the bar and orders a drink. Chugging half the pint after receiving it; he makes his way to the table where Mort sits.
In a hasty tone, he asks " Mind if I join you fellas?"
Before an answer can be given, he seats himself. He looks to Mort and says, "Hello there. My name is Mig Deringer. I saw you pull into town not long ago. I meant to introduce myself earlier but you disappeared before I could do so."
His eyes turn to Ferfren and he asks "So what's the topic of conversation?"
Rasiri looks Stiers in the eyes and puts his hand on his shoulder. Just then the Expendables arrive and walk up to Rasiri, they have a short conversation and Rasiri nods and salutes the elf and walks away. Some time later Rasiri walks back grimfaced and has another small conversation with them then they head back through the forest toward the Tavern conversing quietly amonst themselves.
Taklinn rumbles up the trail to where the cart has stopped outside the Tavern. Seeing Mort and Ferfren enter the tavern, Taklinn quickly walks towards it and enters. He walks up and orders 3 pints. He carries the ale over to the table Ferfren and Mort occupy and sits down. "Well met lads, figured I'd sit a spell and converse with ye!" He hands the drinks to the other dwarves and sits back with his ale, talking with the two.