shh I'm not late to poving.
J had been sitting alone in her lodgings, not doing much of anything when she recieved the letter. After she read it, her initial thoughts where about whether she actually wanted to go head out on the adventure, but after considering it, she decided that it would likely be interesting enough. With her mind set, she looked at the map, then walked out of her lodgings and started heading towards the tavern at a leisurely pace, as it wasn't extremely far from where she lived, and she figured that she'd have enough time to get there.
When she reached the tavern, she pushed open the door, then looked around the room for the specified table. It wasn't difficult to spot, and certaintly wasn't going for subtle. She walked towards the table, then chose one of the seats at random. She definitely wasn't one of the earliest, but it wasn't really of any concern to her. She had gotten there within the time limit, and that's what mattered, not how early she was.
As he walked through Quarter City towards Topaketa Tavern, Blakelin wondered what saving Amiania would entail. He knew that there'd be a group of spellcasters, himself included, working to save Amiania, and that was about it. He glanced down, looking at the map, then looking around. He was close to the tavern, he was fairly certain, and soon enough, he was there. He looked at the door for a moment, then opened the door. He looked around for the table, noticing the rowdy atmosphere before his eyes landed on the table with the white placard reading "Adventuring Spellcasters." With that, he walked towards the table, noticing that there were already others there. He took a seat, but didn't look to see who it was by.