- Rangor sees the procession of evacuees and walks over "whats going on? if you are looking for safer spaces to set up camp, we have plenty of space in Muintir. do any of you need a hand with moving?"
Dande sits on her possessions next to the tavern, see watchs the others go their ways and sighs pulling out her small pipe. She takes a long puff, deep in thought. She tilts her head and looks at Rangor, waving at him with a smile a light blush painted across her cheeks.