Sark let his face turn reproachful at the sight of the pub as well, not terribly fond of its lavishness either. This seemed like the sort of place you dusted your seat off for broken glass before you sat down; half the women would sound like chain smokers, and you'd certainly want to bring your own mug before drinking.
"Criminals?" Sark echoed the question thoughtfully, "not in the strictest terms, though I can't say about the rest of these chaps. Only just met them tonight, I'm afraid. Of the four of them, though, I'm fairly certain that only two of them knew each other going into this mess. The venue really is quite reproachable, though..."
His voice trailed off, and he took a step back away from the place, deciding not to go into it just yet. Instead, the man selected the party chat, speaking to all five members by voice--it would sound as if they had an earpiece in, though Marcus would be zoned out for feedback.
"Say, gents, why don't we take this party somewhere a little more hospitable? My stomach's not quite the combustion engine it used to be," Sark said cheerfully over the channel. It really did look like a date for tetanus and diarrhea.
A man responded gruffly but not with hostility, "Told you the pretty pants wasn't going to like it, lads. This ale tastes like something my wife would make anyway." A few other voices agreed begrudgingly, and a few moments later four people filed out of the pub. Because they were in a party together, their names were above their heads.
Barver took the lead, a thick man with a shortsword and a shield on his back. Gwendle and Mak followed in line, a hunter and ranger respectively, if there was a difference. Lastly, a lithe but surprisingly hairy man exited the pub, sniffing at the air and running a finger across his teeth as if he were trying to get something out of them.
The man named Barver spoke first, addressing Marcus, "So you're the healer, eh?"
Terrel frowned at that, not sure what to think either. "Do you think we could look for this prophesy here? If we could find a copy of it, maybe we could find out when people first ran into it. I mean, if it's several months old at least, that's kind of creepily on point, isn't it?"
Edited by Ribitta on December 28, 2013 at 14:00:55