Korvarl finally heard Elnira pipe up from behind him… though to his growing dismay, she seemed at the very least uncertain, if not plain uncomfortable.
"I umm... I think we.. I think... Why don't we all have that drink and get to know each other better." She smiled brightly. "I'm sure we have plenty in common!"
Silvershield was appalled. She not only wanted them all to be friends, but though he and Elisario could just… talk this out? She thought they’d have plenty in common? Korvarl slowly turned to stare at her, barely registering Allya’s speech as she cut in.
"That sounds like a wonderful plan to me!" Elisario replied, the corners of his mouth turned upward in a small smile.
He turned to Korvarl. "Can I buy you a drink, as a show of good faith? We'll be working together for Ormazd knows how long, and I would prefer to be friends rather than rivals with you."
The dwarf was perfectly fine with them remaining rivals, since this human couldn’t be bothered to learn his damn lesson. Before he could put that into words, however, Allya spoke again.
"Now that that is settled"—she cast a warning glance at Korvarl—"shall we?" she suggested, gesturing towards the bar.
Silvershield returned the glance with a scowl, grumbling into his beard but deciding he’d let this go… this time. Given a few liters of beer he’d be ready to bash each and every one of their stupid heads in. Show ‘em what it feels to have your pride an’ culture tossed out th’window…
As it was, Korvarl kept his arms cross but trailed after the other three as they approached the bar.
Percula glanced up as Agethar strode over, grinning… not entirely wholesomely at the Nordling towering over her. She seemed to be preparing some cutting greeting when, much to her evident disappointment, he addressed Caid, talking - pretty much literally - over her. It didn’t help that what he said was so incredibly ironic it hurt.
"Good tae see that ye've joined us again," he said as he sat down next to the fellow venator and ordered himself some food. "I though I would be stuck with that other guy - Garandos - fer the rest o' th' evenin'."
It’s a small world… Saffron thought, tapping her fingers on the table… which left small, frozen patches.
Finally, Agether noticed her and asked "And who's yer friend?"
“Call me Perky.” She smiled, seeming polite and cheerful. “And you’re Ags, right?” Percula asked innocently. Hehehee… “Caid’s told me sooo much about you.” She added for good measure, still working away at her plate.