An expression of accomplishment appeared in Kitar's face when the old man started giving relevant information. He was ready to thank and ask more questions when he noticed Grund's hand getting uncomfortably close to him. "What the... WHAT THE HELL YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING, YOU STUPID BASTARD?" With anger consuming him, Kitar throws a punch right at Grund's chin before taking off again. He flies closer to the old man and talks very fast and with the most sarcastic tone he can muster, looking at him. "Yeah, I saw his gentle soul with my two eyes. Thanks for the info anyway. See ya!" With that, he launches himself as fast as he can to Harburk's house, ignoring anything the old man, Grund or anyone nearby says as he does so.



The aarakocra lands a few feet away from his destination. As he walks towards the door, he tries to hear anything from inside. If he doesn't hear anything suspicious, he will knock the door firmly.

"Ah, perhaps here's something actually worth getting worked up for," said Hexion, briskly following after Iados. As they approached an intersection between the road they are on and another street to the left, however, Hexion and Iados again heard Kitar yelling in the distance, then saw the bird-man fly off.

"Oh, come on!" exclaimed Hexion, throwing his arms up in defeat. "Am I to find nothing to sate my boredom today?"

Dev lifted his hands to the back of his head, walking closely behind the pink girl before speaking up. "That said, she's a bit of a tumblr so if you don't mind two beds would be preferable." Dev's gaze shots towards the other patrons as he passed by but did little more to pay them any attention, figuring that once one of those that followed would probably find a lead.

Kitar rolls his eyes as the large man opens the door before he could do much. He raises his left hand and gently knocks the wall besides the door three times before speaking. "Now that we got that out of the way, I was told I could find a man named Harburk in this place. Is that information correct?"

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"Well, to be honest," contemplates Obed, "a ship I served on sank in a storm. As the sole survivor, no other crews would take on a cursed man such as I. I travel because there is nothing else to do. Tell me about Red Larch. Is there something redeeming about the dustball?"

Spotting Kitar overhead elicits yet another sigh from the paladin. Typical of the birdman to cause trouble and then flee the scene. Still some investigation can't hurt. Iados' train of thought is derailed momentarily when he spies the old man from earlier making his way along the street towards them. Not wanting to let this opportunity slide he takes a side step, putting himself in the old mans path, while fishing through his own coin pouch. "Hey old man! You dropped your coin earlier. You should be more careful. Someone may have taken it." As he finishes speaking he holds out the fistful of coins towards the man.

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Seeing Ghileeda is not going to give much more, Obed continues the shallow conversation pleasantly. At least there is drink. When it seems like it may be appropriate, Obed will catch the eyes of his fellow drinkers in the room and raise a glass to them.

Luka tilted her head as she listened to Kaylessa's plight, after making a brief attempt to make sure nobody was eavesdropping, she responded in a hushed tone. "Well, I'm fairly certain we'd be able to look into that, I'm certainly all about kicking evil presences in nether areas, and I suspect my comrades will be of like mind, but I'll need a bit more information first. First, what sort of trouble would that be? This town seemed pretty peaceful from what I could tell. Secondly, do those fellows in the bar have something to do with it? Third, do you know anything about Sumber Hills? And fourth, would you be able to provide directions to Lance Rock?"

Iados watches the old man leave, mouth slightly agape as he runs by. "...why does everyone think I'm trying to kill them? What is wrong with this town?" He shakes his head, turning back towards Hexion, his voice edged with anger. "Do I look like a murderer to you? I spend my entire life tracking down bandits and necromancers and thieves - I've never killed anyone who didn't deserve it! But no the demon-spawn is in town! Hide your daughters and pray to your damned gods! Who knows what horrors he will unleash!?" Already shouting by this point the paladin quickly catches himself, closes his eyes and takes a few deep breaths.

Opening his eyes again he looks his companion. "Sorry. That was... unprofessional. *Sigh* Look as much as I'm enjoying our little walk I'm going to head for the inn. I need a drink and this town apparently needs to see less of me. If you happen to spot Kitar... you know what just pretend you don't know them. It will be easier that way." He turns to walk before adding. "And try to keep out of trouble." With a half-hearted wave the tiefling stalks off along the main road in the direction of the Swinging Sword.

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Kitar sighs heavily as the man slams the door on his face. "Ugh. Why everyone in this town has to be either stupid or a jerk?" He recomposes himself and, when he hears the woman's footsteps, knocks the door. Let's try again, thinks the Ranger.

Focused as he is on not trying to cause another scene in the short time it will take him to reach the inn, Iados almost misses the girl entirely when she speaks up. He takes a moment before answering, trying his damnedest to relax and put on something at least resembling a genuine smile and almost subconsciously turns his face slightly that the worst of his scarring faces away from the child. "There is nothing wrong with my head little one. It it just how I was born. Elves have their pointed ears, dwarves have their beard. My people, we have horns and we have tails. It is simply how things are."

"Ah, the pains of being different," muttered Hexion, absently rubbing his rounded ears with his fingers as he stood where Iados had left him. The moment lasted only so long, however, before he smiled his usual smile, and walked off after Iados. The inn was up north, the old man had ran north, and Kitar seemed to have landed up north. Which way else was he to go?

Dev looked to the woman then luka before resting his hand on her her shoulder. "hm, I think we should bring this up with the others luka, sounds like if we let it slide by it could become a bigger pain in the ass later." he then look to the woman standing before the pair and nodded. "I think we could possibly look into this for you miss, but we ARE adventurers after all, we might need compensation, maybe a free room for the night, eh?" He quickly shot the woman a big wide grin to his offer.

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