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Neppie watched as Ostwin eat the noodles. After awhile she spoke.

"So do you like them? Do they taste good, hmm?" She asked  stepping out if her cart holding​ a basket if hay and walked over to her donkey.

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Slurping in some of the noodles, Ostwin took a moment to chew and really taste the noodles, before gulping it down.

"... you know, you may have a point there." Ostwin said to one of the other crossbowmen. "Don't ever let Gammy here about this, but uh, this isn't half bad, not half bad at all."

Walter came lumbering over, empty bowl in hand and some sauce still in his beard.

"What do you need big guy?" asked the lead bowmen as he looked up at the wizard.

"More." he said, shoving his hands out with the bowl pointing in the direction of the cart.

"He, alright buddy. Eh chief." said the lead bowmen as he looked over at Neppie. "You got another bowl for the big guy." Thumbing at the big wizard as he said the last part.

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Neppie, placed to basket down and rushed back inside.

"Of course! I'll never deny one food, hunger is still hunger till tamed." Neppie said, grabbing his bowl and filled it back up with whatever the wizard had ate. And handed back over. She looked back at the man and Ostwin. "You keep saying Gammy, are there more if your group than the ones here?

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"Oh Gams." said one of the bowmen. "He's our chief, a medic too when we need it. Makes some fine stuff, but this stuff could compete."

THe wizard nodded but said nothing, as he turned around with his face in the bowl again.

"Gams is also mighty proud of his cooking." chuckled another crossbowmen. "He'll throw a fit if he heard any of us say that."

"There are more of us, back at camp, the lot here are only here to pick up some ammunition." said the former sergeant.

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"I can pack some to go if you wish? It is an easy and simple task, and it'll cost a bit more, but the more people know of my cooking, the more they come!" Neppie said, jumping excitedly. Looking from one man to another.

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"'s alright lass." said the lead bowmen. "We got ammunition got to carry back, though, we need to bring back think we might stop by town tonight, the boys want to go out for a drink tonight."


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Neppie pouted but it was quickly wipped away.

"But you let everyone that you know, know that you know a Noddle Master that is not very well known." Nepp said in a jumble, pointing back and forth between her and the men everytime she said "know".

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The lead bowmen chuckled as Ostwin just shock his head.

At this point men were returning the bowls back to the counter, many patting their bellies as they were speaking to each other.

After all of them returned there bowls, Ostwin called out the men to go help him the ammunition.

As the men waved goodbye to the Maste of Noodles, the lead bowmen ironically was the last to leave. "We might stop by later tonight. If ya don't see us, we would probably at the local pub if you want to come join us for a drink. Think the other boys would be delighted to have you."

With that, he waved goodbye as he caught up with the rest of the group, who were grabbing bundles of arrows and crossbow bolts from a vendor.

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Neppie waved goodbye and started to feed the next customers​. The day went on and Neppie finally closed up her cart and started down the road looking for a stables that would allow her to keep her cart while she went to the pub.

She eventually did, had to unfortunately pay little extra for the cart and started on her way. When she neared it, she could already hear singing and laughing, though not as loud as she thought it would be.

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Inside the pub was filled with men wearing red or green, many of them had mugs in there hands, there was even a card game happening at one of the games.

On one table however, sat a few particular interesting individual. There was the lead bowmen, but sitting next to him was Ostwin, and a man who looked almost identical to him but in green.

Walter also sat at the table, sitting on each side of him was an orc and a short pudgy looking man, along with a few other bowmen and crossbowmen.

They were laughing and talking with each other, each one of them had a mug.

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Neppie walked in, her eyes shinning with excitement. She's never been in this pub before, she rarely even goes into one since she's constantly working.

She spotted some familiar faces and headed over. She stopped at the table where the led bowmen and Ostwin sat. She grinned and waved.

"Hello, boys! Are these the other members if your group?"

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"Well, look who showed up!" laughed the bowmen sergeant. "Welcome to our humble little table. Your remeber Ostwin and Walt, as well as the boys." the sergeant said as he indicated to each people.

The sergeant then continued around the table. "Now, we have the Cap'n Gerwen..."

"Hi" said a man in green and yellow, giving a friendly wave.

"...there's Gorgitz..."

"Ya git." chuckled the orc.

"...and finally, the one and only, Gams."

"Oh, how do you do." said the halfling, nodding to the newcomer.

THe bowmen sergeant then turned back to Neppie. "So, you going to grab a drink and have a seat?"

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Neppie smiled and nodded to the men.

"I'm Master Neppie." She said, looking for a chair to sit inm she finally found one and sat down. She then waved for a waitress. As the lady walked over, Neppie turned to the men.

"I haven't had a drink in a long time. Last time I've even been in any place that sells drinks was forever ago. I mostly work so I don't know ow the last time I relaxed." she said in a strand. When the waitress came over Neppie placed and order, and asked if the rest wanted a refill.

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"Gotta learn how to relax lass." Said Gerwen while taking a sip out of his mug. "All work, no play, ain't healthy for the body you know."

"Hu, tell that to o'l Ostwin." Laughed one bowmen sergeant. "Guy's always yelling at us about one thing or another."

"First off I am about 5 years younger then you." Ostwin said, mug being held in mid drinking position, posture slumped back. "Second, if you listen the first time I don't need to yell at you."

That earned a few chuckles from the table.

At the same times, Gorgitz was flicking pees into Gammy's mouth.

"So, Master Neppie." Gerwen said. "I hear your from, Yur-, yurr... yurrick?""Yoreiq" Ostwin interjected.

"Right, that place." Gerwen nodded as he gave a slight point to his brother. "I hear the place is exotic island. Is it true that they exist people with wings from where your from?..." Gerwen leaned in a bit at the next part. "...like angels?"


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Neppie shrugs, nodding. "Maybe not holy Angels, but I guess. Their just wings, they give you the ability to fly, nothing else really. It's useful, easy to travel around with. Not everyone has wings." Neppie said pointing to her back, "Many don't even leave Yoreiq, hard being worshipped​ when walking down the street just to buy apples."

"But I can't really give you much information, but I bet you have lots of stories! I have the time, don't have to work till tomorrow afternoon."

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"Depends on what you want to hear." Chuckled one of the privates at the table.

"Want to hear about that time we smoked out a bandit chief." said Gerwen, still leaning back in his chair.

"How about that time in the ruins, with the giant manticore." The bowmen sergeant suggested.

"That time we came up to that festival with a lot of good food." Gammy said, now enamered with the thought of food.

"Nah, how about that time when Gorgitz here got swollowed up that huge toad." said one of the crossbowmen at the table.

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Neppie gasped, excitement was clearly on her face.

"You swollowed a toad whole! Like while it was alive or something, I mean, toad taste good with somethings I guess, but it's another to eat the entire toad!"

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"Yup, an entire toad. This fella can swallow anything and not vomit it up." Said one of the crossbow men as he thumbed at Gorgitz. "Hell, think he even downed a shield once."

"Yeah, and I don't think it came out to well." chuckled a nearby bowmen before he was hit by a grap to the face.

"Shut it, ya sod." Gorgitz said from a corner, which only prompted more giggles.

"Now the toad he swallowed were the babies, you should of seen the size of the mother." said Gerwen from a corner. "I swear it was bigger then Thoth."

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 "That's amazing, what else did you do? Do people look for you so they can hire you? Oh, doesn't that mean you have friends in high places?" Neppie said. Her drink was set down next to her but she bearly even noticed.

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"Oh yeah we do, most of the mayors and elders around here know who we are, even some guild leaders." Gerwen said as he took another sip from his mug. He now had his chair tilted onto it's back two legs. "We mostly do hunts or raids against anything bothering the local villages and towns, occasionally some escort missions are retrieval, but for the most parts it's always somthing big we need to take down or make go away."

"Speaking of go away, where we off next to boss?" The bowmen sergeant said, leaning in on the table.

"Connoloath." Ostwin said bluntly, which abruptly stopped all the conversation at the table for a minute, as the most of the ones seated stared at Ostwin, before looking to Gerwen.

"We going back to that forsaken?" exclaimed one of the bowmen.

"Oh, not back there again." said another crossbowmen, who began to hold his head.

"W-what he meant was we were considering that." Gerwen hastily added to his brother's sentence. "Nothing is set in stone yet."

This prompted whispers and side conversation throughout the table that soon spread to other tables with men from the Death Eagles. Soon nearly the entire bar had stopped what they were doing and were discussing this recent news.

"Well I for one hope we don't return there." said one of the bowmen. "Those people are at best disillusioned, madmen at worse. No offense." He gestured to the crossbowmen sitting at the table, who all had a grim look on there faces.

"I thought we had left the war for good." one of them breathed. "I don't know how much more of it I can take."

"There, there." Gammy spoke up, trying to calm the crossbowmen. "You heard the cap'n, nothing is set in stone yet. I mean, we might be able to go somewhere nice and sunny, preferably with lots of food."

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