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"Well, I do know how to dance," Imani admits. "Music and dancing isn't just an indoor thing either. We use to dance outside, under the stars, all the time."

"Music and Dance? That might explain a few things." He rubs his beard softly, "One thing I never learnt to do was dance." Not thinking of food he watches Imani closely, "They do what they need to in order to survive." He says nothing else, his eyes on the stage.

"So what do we plan to do? Rest for a short while? Work out our plan?" He asks in hushed tones, obviously wanting to change the subject.

"I can dance, most Kender can." Locky says slightly distracted by all the different conversations going on, instead she slumps down into the cushions and giggles. "Why don't all inns have seats like this?" She asks as she borrows some food from Babuskhas plate.

"Explain a few things?" Imani asks, clearly confused as to this line of questioning. "I am pretty sure I never mentioned my clan's name to you, so how did you learn about them?" she asks curiously.

"I met one of your people recently, we engaged in a conversation and I was curious to know more about them." He answers simply, "Does that answer you question?"

The mage appears extremely nervous, his body shifting as he speaks, his eyes on the stage.

Babushka smiles and pushes her plate a little over to Locky's side, she was not very hungry. "Yes, this kind of seats easily accommodates people of all sizes" she says, looking over at the ogre who was about three times as tall as they were.

"Well I like it, I would open an inn like this. It would be so much fun." Locky nibbles constantly, bouncing and generally being silly.

"Sorry Imani it has been a stressful time for us all. I will explain later, I will need your help I fear." the mage adds cryptically.

"As for our next move, I've been thinking about that," Thuskar says quietly. "We're kind of stuck here, as it is. We can't go back to Shrentak, not the way we came--not without crossing through Mehmet's territory. And by now, his men are looking for us. I think we should try finding some paths through the Khalkist Mountains. Ulster and I are skilled mountaineers, so we know our way around them. It won't be easy, but at least Mehmet's men won't be looking for us there. From there, we can make our way back to Shrentak. And then...hop a boat to wherever we like."

"Wouldn't it be easier," Ulster suggests, "if we just head a bit further north instead? Find a big city port, hop a boat there? It can take us...I don't know, maybe around Silvanesti, letting us bypass Khur completely. Then we can travel back up to Shrentak."

"Easier? Maybe. But more expensive. And much, much longer. That could take months," Thuskar points out.

Babushka looks up at Ulster and Thuskar, surprised. "Our next move, go back to Shrentak? Didn't we plan, before we were caught by that vizir, to free Imani's son from his father's grasp?" she asks in quick and quiet Common.

"Do we have a plan for that then?" asks Thuskar. "Or were we just going to show up at his doorstep and hope for the best?"

Babushka shakes her head. "No, we didn't have time for really making plans yet. Ask Jerrard and Locky, they had a few ideas, especially for getting Wittchen back, too. I think it involved invisibility at some point."

"That was my plan, actually," Ulster brings up.

"Sure," Thuskar says. "But that was before."

"Before what?" Ulster asks.

"Before the Vizier spied on us, and then told our plans to Mehmet. So now Mehmet knows. And he'll be expecting us. And...he's probably got his men combing all of his territory for us. So unless Jerrard can make all of us invisible--even our horses and the donkey--and keep us that way long enough to cross into his territory, avoid his guards, get into the town, break into his palace, rescue the kid, and then escape the palace, town, and his territory...that doesn't seem like it would work to me.

"We would need a new plan. Although, frankly, I'm not even sure we should try. No offense, Imani, but your kid isn't in any danger. In fact, he's sitting in the lap of luxury."

Imani gives Jerrard a small nod to his vague answers. She assumes that he will get back to her on that, but right now her attention seems to focus on Thuskar. "...He might not be in any danger," she says, trying to keep her voice under control. "But he is still living with an evil man who is going to raise him to be just like him," she says. "My son is all I have."

"Then I propose you tell us what you think we could do about that, and how. But not here, where we can be overheard." Babushka tells Imani.

"I am enjoying the cushions, but I will go of course." Locky munches at the food quickly. "I wonder when this show thing starts?"