[ Tali sets up her table in the common room with a pitcher full of iced moonberry tea, some crappy fantasy novels, and a shitton of notes and a hand-drawn map, clearly excited about this. She'd actually been thinking of it for some time? ]

Well, alright.

You all meet in a tavern. The night is gray and everything seems a blur, with drizzling rain that grows in intensity as the evening goes on. The tavern is crowded, with a woman sitting alone in the corner next to a large birdcage, as groups of people filter in. Some to drown their sorrows, some merely to escape from the rain, but all of them ignoring the eventual downpour outside.

A man stumbles into the tavern, distraught.