Welcome to Gaia! ::

I turn and continue walking, speaking to the bard "My story isn't all too special either. I was raised in Lantan, but left to search out excitement, and more so, training against giants. I was taken in by a halfling ranger, and he took me in, and taught me how to survive on my own. And I've just been doing that since."

"Perhaps, but you can't become a hero unless things get a little hot" at the last word, I shoot a 6 inch jet of flame from my finger, and give a big smile.

((the flame is another thing you can do with prestidigitation. I love the Tome and Blood book hehe. It's got a whole page of things you can do with the spell))

My eyes light up at this, and I look at Dimitri "Really? That's very nice of you to offer. I wouldn't mind taking you up on that offer either, but obviously, now is not the best time. Should I be able to assist you in some way, let me know and I will see what I can do."

Deerhunter stands by, seeming a bit amused. "Yes, well.. Let us be off." with that he begins walking north from the gate. He actually only walks a short distance before stopping and knocking at the door of a wide, short stone building. The building is covered in soot, but appears to be undamaged.

The door is opened by an old, grizzled woman in robes that appear to be a lesser version of Moonwind's wild garb. "Welcome Deerhunter! Bearpaw told me you would be coming. These must be your friends he mentioned. Come in! Come in! I have soup ready and beds made up. Not exactly a happy hostel, but the best I could do on short notice." She says with a smile that reveals a toothless maw.

"It is good to see you again Claw! Too bad you came back to such a terrible time." He turns to you, "This is Clawmanner, Bearpaw's mother. Where is Bearpaw?" He inquires, looking back to Clawmanner.

"He will be back shortly, off helping in town I am sure. Well, come in already. Eat and get some rest. I hear you all are going to have a busy morning." She hobbles inside using a cane, and begins to pour soup into bowls at a long table. The short stone table also has a few baskets of hard tack rolls. The building is indeed a bit drab, and in need of cleaning. There are several beds made up, basically matresses on the stone floor with fur blankets piled on them. The only other notable feature in the room in the small altar to Mielikki in the southeast corner. The square room must take up most of the building, as there is only one door on the far side. Deerhunter sits at the table and begins dipping the rolls in the soup and eating.

I walk over to the table as well, and grab my roll. Taking advantage of my prestidigitation still being cast, I change the taste of my soup, making it taste like a rich, gourmet chowder. "mm, this is a wonderful soup. I say, dipping my roll in the soup and eating.

Noticing Dimitri's reaction to seeing food, Kyte barely controlled a burst of laughter and nearly choked on the roll she was eating. xp xd

"Personally, to me food is food, it exists only to be eaten. Anyways," pointing to the black face covering, "It's a lot easier for me to eat if the food was soften in liquids. I know what most of you is thinking: How can he eat with that thing over his face? The answer, practice. Years and years of practice. Right Brendon? Whoa! eek " shouted Dimitri in surprise as he watch Kyte choke on her roll a bit, with quite a bit of worry in his voice "Are you okay? sad Do you require medical attention ?" Looking at the offered roll and back to the almost-but-not-completely eaten one in his hand. "You put me in a predictament, big bro taught me never to take more unless I've eaten every I've taken. But he also taught me to never turn down a gift from a friend sweatdrop ?" Scratching his head a bit, Dimitri's eyes glaze over a bit.

twisted Hey, why not prank him for pranking Brendon? Don't say no cuz I got a good plan. Take only half the roll, but while you break it poison the half he's holding. We don't need to kill him, uber strong laxatives will do. twisted
Sorry, don't have poison nor laxatives on me.
twisted Hmm, what about the prestidigitation you learned? You know, make it taste like sewage. twisted
Housework only and I never learned to make things taste worse, only better.
twisted You know what, you so totally suck! What can you do? twisted

Snapping back into focus, Dimitri pops the last bit of the hard in his hand to his mouth. "All gone! Okay! I'm sure Brendon would like some hardtack to go with his soup." Reaching over, Dimitri breaks off only half of it and casts Grease on the inside of the remaining half. "Thank you."