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Common: "I'm sure there's some fine men near here who would help out the fairer folk in this..." Genevieve bats her eyelashes at a few men with swords and armor nearby. ((guess I'll try rolling persuasion on this...))

Genevieve walks up to the tall human nearby and starts on him. "You don't perhaps know some big, strong person who could help us, do you? I'm afraid I'm not great in a fight and well, these clothes don't keep swords away from my flesh well. However, I can make you fight much longer and make you more successful. I'm great at healing any kinds of wounds on or off a battlefield... you may ask my trainers sometime." She gives him her most charming of smiles.

Genevieve grabs his arm in her hand and skips the little bit over to the Eladrin. For her size (tall but thin) she seems surprisingly strong. "See? With the right touch to the words, you can get people to come! Here's one already who wants to-" Genevieve looks back at the human "I think he said bash in gobbies? Anyway, that's one down... how many more?" She looks back at the human again. "Umm... do you have any friends...?" Genevieve smiles charmingly after saying this.

"Ooh, should I gather them up, as well? They don't look too heavy to drag over like I did you..." Genevieve eyes the two up and down. "Or you can call them over here- I'm sure that's more dignified." Her piercing green-emerald eyes (which you were sure were slightly more brown earlier) look again at you. "By the way, we've never met. I'm Genevieve Trevelyan. Who might you be?"

Belial pretty soon walked over to the little group by himself upon overhearing the gathering up part of their discussion. He wasn't very keen on having strangers cling to him. For all he knew they could be pickpockets after all, and the last thing he needed was to lose what little he had left of valuables.
He didn't have anything to say though, so he basically just stood somewhat behind and crossed his arms.

Krynul looks at the Orc and blinks shrugging. "Well I guess that just leaves the dwarf..." He watches as the girl bounces around from person to person her speech somewhat melding into one blob of sound as his ears slowly tune her out... ((ooc: XD)) He looks over to the half-orc again. "I assume you're in?"

The Drow let out a growl, yet thought for a moment over the Dwarf's words. A small grin crept across her face.

"You think you can use my derision of your sex against the enemy. I didn't think a Dwarf would be that devious, much less a cleric. As much as it disgusts me to say it, I'm impressed."

Krynul crosses his arms and looks around wondering where that dwarf had gotten to. Perhaps the other dwarf had killed him... that'd be unfortunate, the poor barkeep would have to clean it up. He chuckles and peers through the door of the tavern trying to catch a glimpse of the god loving dwarf. He sighs and shrugs returning his attention to the gathering group of warriors about him. He was still somewhat dumbfounded by the childish little cleric's ability to get through to someone in this town. Quite miraculous in fact.

This place was deeply frustrating and he hoped that these townspeople would be as willing to celebrate their liberation as he projected. On second thought the chances were likely dim, he'd already been threatened twice by individuals who had the exact same goals as him, for all he knew these villagers would form a mob and hunt them down for exterminating the goblins. He scoffed and shrugged. At least he'd have some fun with the little gobbies.