Krin kneels to search through the corpse on the left.

*Krin is confused by the prostitute's violence*

"Scomail, Seipher, come look at this..." The magical field that blocks the exit of the building is shimmering slightly. "This is what happened when the four of us got together last night. Perhaps the field shimmers when enough get together with the will to leave. But today we are only three...shall we try to leave?" Krin heads to the open doorway and reaches towards the barrier - his hand passes through. "Okay, guys, let's go."

As Krin descends the stairs, he overhears the deal as it is made. "Our dear cleric is charging for convenience - he has come to us, and his cures can be taken on the road. It may be cheaper to heal the heifer at a proper temple. As soon as she's able, we should take her to the cathedral and perhaps leave these potions for emergencies."

A voice erupts from upstairs: "Okay, everyone! Let's get back outside!" <ooc: get in the damn chat room everyone!>

I must disagree:

You talk about how parents have the right to this and that, but when it comes to education, it's not entirely true:

You speak of parents having 1) the right to exit, and 2) having the ability, knowledge, and or time to organize and make changes.

1) In the US, education is mandatory through high school, so no child can be simply pulled out in protest. If taken out of the public school system, a child must receive another form of education. However, many parents cannot afford to pay for a private school or have the time to home school.

2) Education one of the most important aspects of any society. Parents should *make* the time to organize for change when the government and education boards fail to. However, many parents are not doing this. I think the reason is that many American parents do not value education very highly.

One responsibility of government is to take care of citizens when they cannot or do not know how to themselves.
Traditionally, parents would provide private tutoring for their children. Few parents could afford this, though. Public schools and mandatory education not only made education available, but obligatory for everyone.
Now, we are again counting on the government to look out for our children, to step up to its responsibility of ensuring the quality of our public schools.

This is America, for God's sake. We are among the richest, and most powerful countries and we're struggling with education? I, for one, am ashamed and deeply frustrated.

Hm, you make a good point, warfield.

About *real America*, though, I'm not sure I understand. Do you mean to say that the people in NYC do not live like most of the people in America live, and thus New York isn't *real America*? If that's what you mean, then you're very right.

But many countries have the majority of the population living outside the big cities. So, by your logic, London is not *real* England, Stockholm is not *real* Sweden, etc. The question of what defines a country, what makes up the *real* part of a country, is a shallow question at best.

Krin and Seipher wave to Boromir as they help Zero upstairs. Everyone goes to their rooms to rest for the night.

Krin hands Aiden (the baby) to Samia and the group heads to the Green Dragon to rest, with Seipher and Krin supporting Zero as she walks.

Krin pulls the bow over his head so it sits on his shoulder and across his torso. He fits the arrows into straps along his legs.

Krin struggles with the blanket that wraps the baby. Krin wraps the ends of the cloth about his chest as well so that the baby is secured to his back.

Krin, from the shadows, tries to take the baby from Samia (rolls a 3 on a d4).
As he does this, he whispers to her, "Shoot as he begins to cast so you may interrupt his spell!" Krin runs to the shadows to keep the child safe.

Krin runs about a corner, sneaks up behind the gnome, and attacks! Krin rolls a 3.

Samia gets the clean cloth and milk from Boromir and the group leaves the tavern.

"Thanks for your help, Boromir, and thanks for the tamarind juice!" ^_^

"Thank you kindly, Boromir. Perhaps we can take the child to the cathedral ourselves? We'd rest better, I'm sure. So, where is the cathedral?"

"Ah, you can help? What do you mean?"

"Boromir, might you know where Patron Peracien is?"

If seipher is buying, I'll have a tamarind juice.

"What a shame," says Kris. "At least he didn't kick you."