[Game Thread] An incident in the Port city of Kalstrand

[Aerandor]

Gundel winked at Britta, "Guess Odin still favors his northern children. But maybe next time, yes? Still plenty of time before Ragnarok after all.." Gundel watched the door only briefly, mostly because it provided an excuse for him to look in Britta's direction. However, it wasn't long before Chaera's tall tale caught his interest and he turned to listen to it better. At Nylin's accusation, Gundel interjected, "Now vho is adding misdirection, eh? I thought the story vas of a lion with a thorn in his paw?"

Meanwhile, Snori noted the change in atmosphere, and the innkeep moving away from the door. He watched with apprehension, stealing glances at Autumn to see her reaction. "Vhat do you think, friend? Is there something sinister at vork in the mist?" Snori nudged Gruff and gave him a concerned nod towards the door in hopes that the dwarf might sense something as well.

[Drachenspirit]

Autumn's eyes narrowed at the mist or fog outside that she could see through the doorway upon Gundel's mention. ""There is but one way to find out."She stands and rubs the small medallion on the chain under her clothing, her holy symbol. She then says, "Torm the mighty, Torm the true, if there be evil about, it's intentions undo." As she Casting Dispel evil in the midst of the mist/fog she can see from the doorwayCast the divine spell, the small band of her followers within the larger band of companions and friends all noticed their leader's change into work mode. Britta slowly stood, her hand instinctively going to her throwing axe. Nylin leaned over, eyes on the situation. The Ranger Justifier's eyes averted from Chaera to the door as well.

[Choo Choo]

The moment she noticed the change in the atmosphere, Chaera's entire demeanor changed. Her body language, previously open and relaxed, became tense and wary as she stopped telling her story mid-sentence. Eyes darting to the door, she gripped the hilt of her short sword without drawing it... yet.