The Least Serene Republic of Denesp [Sign-Ups CLOSED for Now]

[Vilkas] "Hey, shut up with that terrible singing."

(Cya tomorrow. I gotta practice some band music anyway- I play trombone.)

(Cya! Thanks for easing me into this story for me!)

*The party sees a town in the distance, far and out-of-focus at first, but it soon becomes apparent that it is the large, prosperous Knikasbird Bend that Prester was referring to.*

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*Trying not to kill Jamie* [Vilkas] *Talking to himself* "Just hurry up and get this done."

Prester: "A'ight, we need t'get off the horses as soon as we find a place to keep 'em. Best place would be an inn. Then we can come in, sign to stay overnight, get the horses into a stable, go to the Tavern, get the papers, and then hit the sack. Then we can go off tomorrow and we'll be fresh for the ride."

"Stay here. I'll look around for one- I haven't been at Knikasbird for a few years and there's supposed to be a nice new one with good quarters and low rent."

[Vilkas] "I don't hate just you, I hate everyone equally."

Prester: "You lookin' to take a mud bath, Vilkas?"

[Vilkas] "How about I show you a mud bath after I SHOOT AN ARROW THOUGH YOUR SKULL."

Prester: "So you've been 'round Knikasbird, then. Which way's the stable?"

[Vilkas] "Calm the $&@# down I wasn't talking to you, I was talking to Prester."

Prester (To Vilkas): "You're bringing a rock to a cannonfight, elf. Any more temper and your head will be on a plaque over my fireplace. Just try to stay civil for a few hours."

*He puts a leather head-guard and a similar set of straps over his chest and trots his horse into town.*

[Vilkas] "Fine, but get this psycho to calm the $&#@ down."

Prester (calling back): "Oh, Artemis, d'you suppose you can keep Vilkas under control? I don' think Starwalker has any knowledge of martial arts or swordfighting- not from the look of him."

Prester: "Relax. No one's going to kill you, not literally- I'll see to that (he shoots a nasty look in Vilkas' general direction). You certainly won't be in any danger once you're in the town, it's one of the safest in all the Republic. But anyway, where is this inn's stable?"

Prester: "Still can't talk? 'S might help. It's s'pposed to calm a person down and make them more attentive at the same time."

(He hands Jamie a small vial of an off-white fluid.)

*Talking to himself* "The faster we get to this town, the better."

[Raven] *Just... brooding silently.*