Sho was getting tired. Way too much noise even for a tavern. He looked at Whisp who mentioned his and Aristoblis's name. Something about weapons. He gave up.

"Exscuse me Kaeledan, I have to bring some order to this place." Sho muttered. He reached for his ring, and pulled it off. Demon like wings ripped through his armor. A leathery tail came out, and his eyes turned glowing lavender.

"Order in this tavern!" he yelled. "It is too wild in here even for a tavern. Taverns are for resting,  drinking, and eating,  not for foolishness! NO weapons are to be thrown, or you will never see them again" Sho added looking at the specific bard.

Sho wipped his tail aaround and picked up his cup of wine, and started drinking.

Kaeledan's hand went instinctively to the gold skull-like holy symbol of the Undying Court as he stood in shock watching Sho's transformation take place.

For once in his life, Kaeledan was stunned into complete silence.

After an uncomfortable silence of Kael just staring in slight shock, he heard Krin lean over and ask Sho if he could fly and then make her way to the innkeeper for lodging. It was at that point that Kaeledan finally found his voice again.

"Ah Sho," he said with some still a rather shocked look on his face, "That's quite the ..... uh...talent.....you have there!"

A smile crept across his face as a thought struck him. "Ever consider a career in the Carnival of Shadows? I know this guy that could get you....."

After thinking twice about it, Kael decided to drop the subject.
"Well forget I mentioned it. Now that I'm actively working for a higher calling and all as a cleric, my old family days are pretty much over."

Putting down a couple of soverigns, Kaeledan turned to the barkeep. "A round of drinks as per requested, my good sir! My companions here are thisty!"

Myrdivar's eyes take in the reactions of the crowd, and he quickly bowsto Whisp.  "Of course Lady...I meant no offense."  Hethen  turns to Krindaria, "Nor to startle you young one."  Itwould seem the bard's astute eyes did not miss the young human's quickmovement towards the table top.  The bard quickly crosses theTavern with a lithe gait, retrieving his blades from the wood.  Hefans them out within a hand, and then, with a flick of his wrist, theydisappear.  Hearing the Lady Whisp's pronouncement, he nodslightly, approaching Sho, raising a groomed eyebrow at the suddenchange in appearance.  Nevertheless, he bows lightly.  "Myweapons Sir."  The bard snaps his fingers, producing the fiveshining daggers, and adding three more to the group.  From hisbelt, he produces a small pouch filled with a stack of thin rounddiscs.  The elf then lays his quarterstaff upon the tablelengthwise.  "And finally, my greatest weapon as a bard..." Myrdivar smirks lightly, as he reaches to his belt and places upon thetable...a set of wooden chattering teeth.

Sorenna Stargazer tried to enter the tavern by making as little fuss as possible. You know in that quiet but proud way of hers. Yet underneath, you could just make out that slight mischievious air that got her into so much trouble back home. 

Quietly she made for a chair, nodding respectfully to her senoirs, "milords" "Milady" " I am Sorenna Stargazer, a cleric, recently arrived to your hall. I thank thee for your acceptance. I am indeed honored and in your debt."

And with those proud but sincere words, she sat quietly in her chair, to listen and learn from those more learned. She yearned...nay she dared not name it...but dream she did of it still.