Sessions with the Yet-Unnamed-Eight

These are my companions?
Faerun, Lecrana is the perfect place to lie low. It's near the woods, it has personable people, no one judges anyone because the races are so mixed. The only problem is the visitors. They tend to be... unpredictable. And not just because there's a forest nearby with connections to the Fae, though that doesn't help either.

There's only one dive in Faerun worth going to, and its sign has been missing for ages. It doesn't bother the long-term residents, so no one bothers to replace it. In a corner of the bar, Coloberaht Krystyn sits idly watching the other patrons and losing himself in thought, alternately. Zero is fidgeting along the right wall, glancing at the ceiling. Rinka is under a glamour to hide her vulpine traits, and her goal right now seems to be conning the bartender out of the copious (for normal people) amount of burnin' whiskey she's downed. Branwen, on her usual brisk walk, approaches the entrance to the bar just in time to hear the ruckus being raised inside.

Feathers, the lizardfolk bouncer at the bar, is called in to handle the thief who just tried to pay a large tab with twigs and pebbles. Col tries to settle this with his own saved funds, but the barkeep ignores him as Feathers encircles Rinka with his arms, trapping her and forcing the glamour to drop. Pulling out the emergency blunderbuss, the barkeep levels it at Rinka, who is still struggling. Zero uses all the commotion to cover his ascent to the rafters, where he watches expressionlessly. Col moves in front of the barrel of the barkeep's shotgun and continues to try to pay off the kitsune's tab, finally intimidating the barkeep into dropping his weapon instead of giving Col a new orifice to bleed out of just as a new patron walks in with the air of a powerful adventurer. Feeling the presence of someone powerful, Feathers drops Rinka and leaps on the stranger, still in the mindset of combat. Suddenly, the barkeep's blunderbuss is raised again, this time trained on Feathers. Dissatisfied with the work of his bouncer, he notifies Feathers of his dismissal while the other three named patrons help the old man who just walked in to his feet and take their leave. Seeing this from the street, Branwen decides to avoid these crazy people if at all she can help it and goes on her way as the town crier announces a new bounty on the local bounty board. Everyone is content to take their own path towards the square.