[Locked to Yasmeen] shopping?

[st_eadfast]

On the currency and action scales, following Yasmeen - Captain Corsair - had been as satisfactory as Ignis had hoped. Sufficient action for sufficient reward, and now all that was left was working out what to do with said reward. Hoarding it would serve little purpose, as money was of little use in the Inn... and, truly, it wasn't difficult to think of a good way to spend at least some of his share.

But to do so properly, he would need help. In short order, Ignis had narrowed down the best options to help him down to either Miss Fisher or Captain Corsair. Which was a far less difficult decision than he'd thought, given Miss Fisher's occasional tendency towards opacity of dialogue. Besides, he had a shrewd idea of where the good Captain would be found.

Returned to the Inn and her Raleigh, but she would be in the Cafe so as not to seem like she'd done anything as emotional as miss someone. And, indeed, she was in what was fast becoming her usual corner. "Captain, what a pleasure to find you. Do you have a moment?"

[Locked to Adventurers] Land Out of Time

[captaincorsair]

Mosquitos whined in the sodden jungle air, divebombing the party as they fought their way through grasping vines. The path they followed wasn't a path as such, more of a list of landmarks in order of passage. Only the best trackers among them found any signs of bipedal passage, and they agreed it might have been years since anyone had passed this way.

The first signs of the inevitable irritations of a long slog had begun to show themselves about two hours out from the Road's End Inn and Tavern near the end of the North-South road. An hour later, damper, and more bug-bitten, the party arrived at the sheer cliff-wall that was the next landmark (and one of the last) on their journey.

Yasmeen shielded her eyes with her hand and looked up the cliff-face. The sketch that accompanied the "map" suggested there would be a cave mouth some 40 feet up. Keen cat eyes picked out a hidden entrance more like 60 feet up, screened by thick vines. If she hadn't known it was there, she would have missed it.

"Anyone fly or am I climbing?" she asked after she'd pointed it out to her companions.

[Tag Lara, then Wyatt] blowing off steam - backdated to April 5

[st_alksthroughwalls]

Much as she loved Piotr, and God knew she did, always, no matter what, his arrival at the Inn had stirred up a lot of muck she'd been repressing. (And wouldn't her therapist be proud that she knew she'd been doing it?) She'd repressed it even harder for the first few days, buried herself in making sure he settled in okay and redoubling her efforts to find some way to measure the energies around the portal to the other world, if that was what it was.

Eventually even she had to admit she didn't have the tools, which promptly plunged her into the kind of funk that only kicking the crap out of something could help. So she did what made perfect sense at the time, fetched her maybe-girlfriend and suggested an outing to "Songrun" in search of trouble or at least distraction. If they didn't find trouble, she and Lara could kick the crap out of each other recreationally.

"Feel like exploring?" she asked when she turned up at Lara's door. It was pretty obvious that the only right answer was hell yes.