The Golden Cocila

This is the tavern owned by Niphia's father. Just sayin'.

Oh, and it is in the Market District.

Niphia and Amber were bored so they came to the Golden Cocila to annoy Kirmov, Niphia's father.

Kithell and Sormir barged into the Golden Cocila, laughing raucously.
"So then I told him to go fall down a well, cause he was annoying us, and you should have seen the look on his face!" Kithell clutched his stomach, trying not to fall down in his laughter as he almost careened into a table.
Sormir grabbed him and steered him away from the frightened patrons, laughing as well.

Niphia and Amber glanced at the brothers. Kirmov took his chance and escaped from the two girls.

Sormir elbowed Kithell when he saw the two girls watching them. "Calm down," he hissed at his twin.
Kithell bit his lip to keep from laughing more, and looked around to see why Sormir had calmed down so quickly.

Amber shrugged and approached them, holding out her hand. "I'm Amber. And you two are?" Niphia hung back, unsure of what to do.

Sormir grinned. "I'm Sormir Nightfire. This speechless lump of flesh is my dear twin brother, Kithell." He bowed dramatically. "And what might your name be?"

"I think I already told you. I'm Amber. And hello, speechless lump of flesh. It's nice to meet you both."

Sormir grimaced. "Yeah, you're right. Sorry."
Kithell elbowed Sormir and shot him a glare. "I'm Kithell, not speechless lump of flesh."

"I see. Hello, Kithell. So what are two strapping young lads such as yourselves doing in the Golden Cocila?"

Sormir laughed. "Just starving. We forgot our lunches at home..."
"No, we gave them to some homeless people," Kithell interjected.
"Oh, right." Sormir nodded. "So we had no lunch, and no money to buy food with-"
"Since who brings money to school?" Kithell interrupted again.
"So we've eaten nothing since breakfast."
"And we didn't even get to eat very much, cause our mother didn't let us eat Evander's." Kithell put a hand on his growling abdomen. "Need food!" he groaned.

Amber nodded. "Mmhmmm... You know, there isn't any free food here."

Kithell's face dropped. "Sormir. How could we forget?" He facepalmed. "Crap. We're doomed."
Sormir shook his head. "I found some money on the road! That's why I said we needed to come here!"
Kithell brighened. "Awesome! Food!"

"Of course, I do believe Mr. Aeonbrand doesn't accept money from vagabonds," said Amber. "Fortunately for you, Niphia and I can take your order. Under the table, so to speak." She winked.

Kithell scowled. "Vagabonds?"
Sormir cut him off with an elbow to the ribs. Kithell gasped, as Sormir responded. "Awesome idea. Black market food deals." He grinned.

"Indeed. So, what do you want?"

Kithell thought for a moment. "I dunno. How about..."
"Some bread and some stew for me," Sormir interrupted Kithell, earning himself a frustrated glare.
"Eh, same for me," Kithell said, shrugging.

"Niphia!" she called. "These dweebs want stew and bread!"

Niphia nodded, and sneaked into the kitchen.

Sormir raised his eyebrows. "Excuse me, dweebs?"
Kithell's face mirrored that of his brother.

"Goodness," she said. Then, shouting towards the kitchen, "Excuse me, gorgeous young men!"

Kithell snorted and Sormir chuckled. "Thank you."

*OOC*
Should Xanderis come in here?

"Oh, you're very welcome." Amber smiled deviously.

*OOC* I dunno. If you want him to.

Kithell eyed her, wondering what she was thinking.
Sormir raised his eyebrows. "So. I've never met you before. You obviously don't go to our school."

*OOC*
Yeah, I don't think I want him meeting Kithell and Sormir just yet...

"No, I don't think I do. I go to Iseld Teser, Alchemy specialty." She smiled at them.

Niphia came, carrying two plates. She handed them to Kithell and Sormir. "Um, 10 meers, please," she mumbled.

Kithell grinned and handed Niphia the coins.

Sormir nodded to Amber. "Iseld Teser... my brother wants to go there. So what's involved in Alchemy?"