The Builder's Arms Inn

[Lemika]

"You do certainly make a good point." Lem'ka pokes at the stew suspiciously, then gives up and eats the rest of it. "By the by, I believe I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Lem'ka." She holds out a hand to shake.

[Chmera]

Ch'mera looks at the extended paw for a moment, puzzled, then looks up again. "Um. My name's Ch'mera." She dips her head, eyes closed.

[Lemika]

"Nice to meet you." Lem'ka makes a face and then drains the rest of her drink. "The food certainly is better than nothing, but it isn't at all what I'm used to. In fact, everything seems a bit odd here."

[Chmera]

Ch'mera glances around the room suspiciously. "Just a bit? There's something pretty strange going on, I think. Considering all of us thought we were on the right track, but turned up here anyway... I don't think I've even heard of this inn before."

[Lemika]

[Sorry for the rather long disappearance. ]

"Nor have I." Lem'ka shrugs. "Although, of course, I am not from anywhere around here. Still, you are right. This is all very odd. I think perhaps after I get a good night's sleep I will take a look around and see what I can find. There must be some sort of explanation for this."
She gets off the stool and heads for the door leading towards the rooms, then pauses. "Let me know if you turn anything up, will you?"

[Chmera]

  "If you'll do the same. I want to know where we are as much as you do." She peers curiously at a vegetable that has floated to the top of her stew then laps up the remainder. "I thought I knew most of North Hora, and I don't think I could have been blown that far off course." Standing up, she takes a small, blue crystal from her pocket and offhandedly tosses it onto the bar for the barkeep. "Think I should probably get some sleep as well..."