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"Oh you poor dear.." Kira said, her heart nearly leaping from its chest as she felt for the poor thing. Her head hurt to and she wished that pain on no other creature under the blue skies.

She rested a reassuring hand over Lelain's head and cast her a sympathetic gaze.

"Would you like to come inside with me and my friends? Maybe we can find something to ease your pain and make you feel all better?"

Kira offered her a reassuring smile and her other hand, meant to he taken and held onto, as she extended the invitation.

Carlton's hardy slap to his back had the nobleman skipping forward unprepared for the action. He shook his head, but with mirth apparent on his features, and had no problem allowing someone else to pay the bill this time. However when the man turned to the Halfling who was now feigning illness Tristram was reminded of the elf's statement about rushing to every damsel in distress. He wondered how the prince managed to move from one spot to another without taking two steps back to help a damsel.

The fact that the damsel in this case was a Halfling gave Tristram the pause he needed to observe. The Halfling seemed focused on Kira for some reason, seeking comfort in the woman for some...Tristram chuckled for a moment when the idea of the Halflings nature came to him.

'Well that is certainly a damsel the prince has never encountered. A woman who would have nothing to do with him, or his charm.'

"Good elves will you be joining us inside? Whenever we do go inside..."

[ MEDARA ]

Medara took Kira's hand and pretended to mistake her meaning, by wrapping her other arm around Kira's neck and faking a woeful sob. He buried his face in the maiden's chest and kept on the fake cries muffled.

When he looked up, he was sure to wipe the grin off his face and made his voice especially pitiful. "Y-yes please," she mumbled, before sniffling again.

This was, by far, the most gullible young woman he had ever met. Medara had spent a great deal of time cursing his fate, but now he found his womanly body far more useful than it had ever been before.

Pulled into an embrace she did not expect Kira's face lit up in surprise and then softened as she bought into the Halfling's faux tears.

"You poor girl!" she exclaimed, wrapping her arms about her to give her a comforting squeeze, and then released her when Leilan leaned back. She took the halfling's hand in her own and tugged her close as she turned to both the Nobleman and the Prince.

"Thank you sirs for your offer, I am in debt to you both for your kindness but for now I feel I must attend this poor woman before I could repay either of you."

She paused, considering Jace's words, and recalled that there was an inn in the village.

"There is an Inn here Sir Alaris, however it is across the river on the other side of the village. Perhaps you will get your stroll after all.."

Kira then leaned down to Lelain once more, concern etched in her face.

"Will you make it to the Inn Lelain or do you seek more immediate accommodations?"

[Ivan]

Ivan gave a look to the tavern he saw before him. It was a fare place that seemed like it had seen many a patron. He had been at sea for far too long this time around and was looking forward to a nice enjoyable night with a mug in one hand and maybe a pretty lass in the other. The closer the dwarf got to the place the more he could hear the commotion of others just outside the fair establishment. He rested his hands on the shafts of his twin axes strapped to his side, and gave the group a once over.

'two elves, bah, they always ruin me fun, and humans, by the krakens salty breath they seem awake. Nice ta see tem up and about it tis. A pair of men and a fine looking lass, and a Halfling? What in ta world is this now?'

Ivan strolled up to the group as they began talking about going inside for a round of drinks, and the man dressed finer than the rest said he would foot the bill. Now to a normal person that would sound like a nice idea, but to a dwarf just off the sea it sounded like the best idea in the world, and an invitation as well. He just needed to get himself into the group was all, and he would have the mug taken care of. The dwarf strolled up to the lot and gave, what seemed like an introduction of sorts.

"What be going on here? It looks like a gathering of ta races. Any chance an old sea dog like me self could help complete the gathering?"

Cronos looked down at the new arrival. A dwarf he presumed by his speech and appearance. Although many Elves disliked dwarfs, a conflict seemingly going back for ages, Cronos had no negative feelings for them as a group. Being one who dedicated much of his life to study, he had read thousands of tales of dwarfs and had come to realize, they like every other living creature, could still serve a purpose. "Greetings sir Dwarf, it does appear to be a gathering of Races here. If youd like to join us you are more than welcome. Many of us are going to the Inn to retire, I was thinking of staying here for a drink of Ale before I rest."

Alaris


Upon his return, he noticed that someone else had joined their little gathering. A smile seemed to creep onto his face as he saw a dwarf, wandering up to them, waddling slightly with his short little legs. Judging by his dialect, one could say he may have been ahead of himself on the drinking. The stench of alcohol reached even Jace's nose, from such a distance. Wondering how easily infuriated this dwarf may be, Jace waited for the opportunity to insult the man. He would begin conversation between them, completely forgetting about his question to Kira, and of the Inn entirely.

"Well... to what do we owe the pleasure? I do not know of any docks nearby. Why would a sailor, such as yourself, be so far from his vessel?"

He created a small breeze, immediately putting the dwarf downwind from him. It was a desperate attempt to alleviate the smell, but to no avail.