MTG Salvation

Curious of what's going on, Dar'Jargo follows the group, trying his best not to be spotted. Of course, he had to leave his things at the bar, so he doesn't plan on being gone for too long.

Dar'Jargo looks around the bar and finds an empty seat. He pulls the barstool out, sits down, then scoots back in. He takes his satchel off his shoulder and pulls out a small container and a small tin cup.

Dar'jargo - "Right, thanksss."
Dar'jargo finishes the last sip of tea and pulls out a small cloth from his bag. He dries down the cup and places both the cup and the cloth back in his bag. He fold the paper and leaves it, along with one gold piece for payment for the water. He looks back the demon, then heads out the door, back to Epicrin, back to the inn to get some sleep.

Dar'jargo - "Dar'jargo thanksss you."
He picks up the paper and starts reading. He takes frequent breaks to take a sip of his tea. He looks over his paper towards the demon.
Dar'jargo - "I will be back in a few daysss for the job. In the meantime, I will be in Epicrin, staying in one of the inns."
He continues to read the paper and drink his tea.

Dar'jargo pulls the tea back towards him and lets it steep for a moment. He takes a sip, squints and rubs his eyes, then takes another sip.

Dar'jargo - "Why yesss. Jussst the water though, I have my own tea. Do you happen to have a copy of the Epicrin Cryer?"

Dar'jargo - "Mhm..."
Dar'jargo pushes his tin cup away from him; to the other side of the bar.

Dar'jargo - "Alright. When do we depart? I assssume you are waiting for more volunteersss, no?"

Dar'jargo - "Fair enough. How isss the hot water coming along?
Dar'jargo digs through his rucksack and pulls out a small tin cup and his tea mix. He shakes a little into the cup.

Dar'jargo - "Yessssss, yessss, that one. Dar'jargo wondersss what isss the pay."

Dar'jargo walks over to the bar counter and takes an empty seat. He pulls back his food and rubs his temples.

"Dar'jargo assumes you are Merrielle. Dar'jargo wishes to inquire about a job, a caravan guard job. Dar'jargo also wishes for some hot water."

Dar'jargo walks into the King of Adventure.

"Dar'jargo wonders if a 'Mirrielle' is present?" he speaks, almost hissing while rolling his R's.