Cagan tensed as he heard the familiar tone of a woman he had believed to have forgotten about him but had ended with quiet the opposite, her aura hit his and he knew well her intentions, but he wasn't ready to allow himself to disobey his own laws, a commander doing such was no commander after all. "ma'am have you forgotten the rules, we cannot allow ourselves to dose in the alcohol, besides this towns no good for drinking, its mining town" he let as he turned to the girl smiling ever so slightly. Not that he was a potty or emotionless monster but it wasn't often he allowed himself to show his happiness, he was better off having people keep themselves as colleagues than friends but her constant friendliness had kept him close to her, she wasn't like the others, she was introverted, friendly and kind.

Alir didn't drink but she needed some blades. She couldn't keep relying on only her bow. She walked towards a small blacksmith shop and walked in. She started to talking to the owner of the shop about buying some daggers.

Ventus had decided to pursue the group, feeling he needed to do something fun for once. Nature was nice and all, but that attack on the Cyclops was the first contact he had made with people in a long time..one could say that he longed for more. He walked into the town, simply taking it all in. He sighed. "Where do I even begin..." He muttered to himself, running a hand through his hair. Deciding he should probably restock on kunais, he began walking to where he believed the local blacksmith was. When he walked in, he was surprised to see Alir talking to the owner. Unsure of what language would be proper, Ven spoke in English first. "...Hello there." He started, deciding to make small talk with the Elven archer.

Alir turned to look at Ventus. "Hi." She said, elfish was her first language but she could speak English perfectly fine. She just preferred not to talk most of the time.

((I may use Elfish from LOTR/The Hobbit))

"What brings an excellent archer such as yourself to a blacksmith shop? A new bow?" Ven asks as he nods his head towards the owner. The owner, recognizing one of his regulars, automatically places a freshly sharpened set of kunai before him.

Kieran took his first few steps into the town and curled his lip up a bit in disgust. It smelled of piss and refuse... much too human for his liking. He sat on the outskirts of town, leaning his back against a massive oak tree. Kieran busied his fingers with sharpening his hand-made spear. Cana looked at him for a bit and then ran off to hunt in the woods. Maybe someone would come and keep Kieran company, maybe they wouldn't, it didn't matter.

"hmmmm.... maybe youll just acampany me then..... we could do something else besides drinking.... " Ryuke grinned towards cagan slightly sticking out her tongue. she thought that the armord man would notice that she was just joking so she wanderd on not sure if he would follow her or not.

"I suppose so, I see no harm in it" Cagan allowed as he looked to the woman beside him and smiled haphazardly with a bit of a worry in the back of his mind. It was clear she was not one of clear and nice motives. She was an assassin or a thief, something like that, but she wouldn't kill him, how else would she get her money. "what do you have in mind ma'am?" he allowed himself.

Ryuko thought that cagan got her joke so she didnt pay much attention to what she was saying anymore. "Hmmm i think that we should search for a bed for the night. A good place to sleep tonight would be quite good because i guess you wount be getting much sleep tonight...." she says thinking that maybe some of the group may cause trouble which would lead to him trying to get thrm out of the trouble.

Effie had one more drink before leaving the bar, deciding that any more alcohol and she would be unreliable for any danger the next day. Walking out of the tavern, she skipped from store to store, searching for something that could give her a little entertainment, when she saw the wolf-man on the outskirts of town. Scowling at the sight of him, she turned away. And then pivoted back around. The rather feral guy could provide some entertainment; her lip uplifted into a smirk.

“Oi~ What’cha doin’?” She hollered, strolling towards him and slumping under a tree next to him. She pulled out a dagger and began to sharpen it as well.

(TALKING TO KIERAN)

Kieran lifted his eyes up from his task briefly. He noticed the ill-tempered redhead from early was heading his way. He looked around, figuring she might have some other target. then she slumped down next to him and spoke: "Oi~ What'cha doin'?" the aroma of alcohol was carried on her breath. His hands kept busy with his task, shining the stone into pristine sharpness. Dried berries, bits of wood, stone, and feathers hung below the point of the spear, giving it a natural and festive adornment. "Every man should take great pride in his spear." he said to her, smirking at his innuendo.