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"Well I can't really sing her favourite song, Old Mountain Dew doesn't really fit.. but I'm sure I can write something in the same style that's more suitable.. It depends how long I have."

(I've actually knocked something together already..)

Simple [1d20]=7

I think that's a pass.

"I guess I am. I prefer Mira but.." she shrugs. "But anyway, I want to help how I can. It would presumptuous to offer to sing when there are so many wonderful singers here already. I wonder if perhaps I might perform one song? One of her favourites? She was my friend, and I cared for ...

Sorry for my absence.

Katten remained silent, her hands were shaking somewhat and her breath was rapid, she held on tight to Dran, his closeness keeping her calm, knowing the Wolf couldn't see.

MIra takes the lead, heading towards a Lady in a blue dress, she approaches with her hands at her side, hoping her appearance will help, rather than her reputation. "Are you Mrs Tsamin? I'm Mira, I was a good friend of Laisa's.. I know I am an outside but I was hoping I might be able to help in...

Katten helps with the rock moving as best she can, leaving a small torch burning for Dran as she does so.

"Thank you." She bows and then moves the others away a little. "Ok, I'm going to go in, and see what I can find out. They are holding a service for my Friend and I plan to be part of it, these people mean something to me." She explains keeping her voice low but in Common. "D...

Katten keeps her sword drawn in one hand and Dran's scruff in the other, she kept him near to keep him safe. This was not her world.

"Could you tell me where I might find Mrs Tsamin? Please...?" She asks kindly, aware that she was the outsider here.

"Sorry, I'm still new to your land." Mira flushes in embarrassment, "I just wish she wasn't travelling at Night, its not safe no matter where you are. I keep wishing..." she places her hand on the bridge of her nose. "I could I play something, at the Memorial, one of her fav...

(Katten is collecting Dran)

"That makes me feel better and.. She was coming to see me, when.." Mira explains, her own fear and nerves meaning she needs to repeat a few words as she talks. "I cared for her, she was a good friend." wiping away a genuine tear she drops her head. "Was she staying here?&quo...

Katten has said her piece, she wants to let them leave without weapons so she has gone to collect Dran.

"This is acceptable." Katten answers with a wary look. "If we go on. I get Dran. Not leave him." She glares at the Creatures and turns, returning to where she left Dran.