Inn Entrance|Obsidian, Humontis

[mikata]

Osric payes for the inn for both of his companions, since they've been mostly protecting him along the way, not the other way around, and sits down for a quick meal, hoping he can keep it down.

[adris]

Adris would have payed himself had he any money left... because of this it is one time he didn't object immediately to what was happening. He sat down, more then ready to dig into a hearty meal... and wondering in the back of his mind how Nyala would decide to feed herself tonight. He looks back towards Osric.

"What seems to be the matter sir? You are in such a mood that the food seems to be causing you pain."

He showed obvious concern for his charge... maybe all this talk of war was finally getting to him. Hopefully when they got back to Ilyamen Osric could abstract himself from the killing on the horizon.

[Toyoll]

Nyala leaned back into her chair, boots on the table, fiddiling with her dagger. She simply ordered a large rare steak, she shrugged, "No use hunting if I have to go all the wat out into the mountains..." This was certainly an eventful day...

The she-wolf caught herself thinking of Poldora, it was strange, it never usualy bothered her. But Nyala couldn't wait to be closer to her homeland.

[adris]

Adris caught the bartender and whispered in his ear the ingrediants for a favorite brew of Humontis asking him to get a glass ready for all of his companions. When they finally arrived he took his and brought it to the air, shouting loud enough for all there to hear.

"Osric, I don't know if you told me how old you are and at the moment... I don't give a damn if you were 5. This is a drink for all of us who want to make a difference in the world. This is a toast to everlasting peace. Blessed is the Earth Mother!"

This was his form of 'cheers' and upon saying it clanked his glass with whoever wanted to before partaking upon his order. He returned to his seat, hoping to have maybe livened up Osric a little bit.

[Toyoll]

Nyala was heartily pleased, her spirits lifted as she took a long swig of the brew. She placed the glass on the table with a smile, "My, this is strong stuff! What is it adris?" Just then, a pretty waitress entered and brought Nyala's large, bleeding steak. The wolf's canines claked delightedly at the sight of the meat. "Well, I don't know about you, Osric, but this the most pleasent Inn I've ever been to." she rose her glass to Osric, "Kudos."

[adris]

Adris smiled towards Nyala, happy that she enjoyed it so much.

"It is something I picked up when I was interested in the plant types. It is the Sprit Brew, the thought is that a full glass is supposed to let you see the workings of the Earth Mother... it is used for special occasions, and I thought this to be as special as any other."

He looked towards Osric, still wondering how he would react... he is trying to do his best to raise his spirits, he just can't figure out how.

[mikata]

((Sorry, I lost power for two days.))
Osric smiles weakly, "I'm sorry. I'm just well... It's just all so upsetting..."
He takes the mug into his hand, and takes a big draught, a little foam clinging to his cheek.
"I'm nineteen, by anyone's best guess, by the way."
He sighs, picking at his meal.

[adris]

Adris sits near his charge and tries to help him out. He didn't want him to be dragging his toes, especially with an order directly from Lya.

"I know, war isn't a happy place for anyone. But think of it this way, the elementals are striking huge blows into the clears war efforts, have thwarted a traitor... and are now preparing to make the strike that will force the enemy to buckle and break. We just need to stay strong and soon we shall taste peace."

He wasn't the best at speeches, but personally prays that he can help this one man perk up and actually start hoping for the future, rather then dwelling in the present.

[mikata]

Osric looks a litle more hopeful.
"Do you think that we're going to win? I don't know anything of this war. Just a month ago, I was just a dirt farmer."

[adris]

Adris stood confident next to Osric, holding his head high, thinking of all the elementals that have come together to fight this war.

"Well, I do believe we have a good shot. Everything seems to be leaning in our direction currently. While the clears do have the city of the waters... they are essentially hemmed in there right now. A loss there and I think they have nowhere else to run."

He looked towards his charge... even Adris is able to say all that and believe it, he breathes a sigh. Victory... if words could have a taste this would be so sweet it would rot his teeth. He only smiled wider thinking about this.

[mikata]

Osric too, begins to smile, taking strength from the older and more worldly man.
"We'll send them packing!"

[Toyoll]

Nyala looked sideways at the two, sensing what Adris was trying to do. She tore a huge chunk of meat with her sharp canines and chewed thoughtfully. She swallowed and turned to them, "I'm positive the elementals will win. The Beasts would gladly see Naruta to victory", She looked at Osric with a rare expression for the wolf affinity, one of encouragement. "But we can't do it alone, now can we?"

Nyala felt at home with these men, friends we rare among Poldora clanners, well, true friends in any case. Nyala nodded subtly to herself, these were packmates. She could trust these two.

[mikata]

Osric brightens even further, bolstered by their confidence.
"So tommorow, first thing, we should set out," he looked around at his companions, "right?"

[adris]

Adris smiled and nodded a happy nod, signaling that another one of his brews be taken to everyone. This was call for celebration in his mind... a milestone towards finally breaking the clears. Afterwards he put a hand to his chin mocking like he was thinking heavily.

"Well, I guess you are correct... and last time I checked, I was following you as your bodyguard. So tomarrow first thing sounds about right if you say it."

He laughed at himself, even if he wasn't funny. He was in a jovial mood, looking all the more to be the gentle giant that he was labeled to be.

[mikata]

Osric beamed, his cheeks red from a little too muc hdrink at this point.
"This reminds me of a tale..."
He looks confused for a moment, puzzling over it in his mind.
"Oh, wait, no it doesn't. That was just half of a dream I had..."