After Theosius left, Miklos felt some explanation of himself was warranted, “I’m afraid that I didn’t feel that we were being treated with all honesty by Theosius. I also feel that Saeth here doesn’t entirely trust our employer but we have to start somewhere and if this man is true we may yet profit greatly from him.”
From the looks on their faces, the other three at the table hadn’t had much in the way of suspicion of their gentleman employer. Saeth supposed the inexperience of the two humans was forgivable, though the dwarf’s inaction only attributable to greed. “I, for one, advise that we find out a bit more about our erstwhile employer before he calls upon us.” She scooped the handful of coins into her pouch. “In any case, I must admit that this is more than I’ve ever been paid for doing nothing.”
Feldard scratched his beard. Perhaps, he was to quick to trust this man, not that he put much faith in him. Afterall, how much trust was required to take money for nothing. Still, he found himself in the strange situation of being in agreement with an elf!
“Well, of course we are going to find out more about the man. Twas my plan all along, long ears! Just didn’t want to spoil the deal. Now, c’mon, let’s talk to some of these rabble. No doubt the ale has loosened some tongues around here tonight.”
So, ordering up a fresh round of libations with their newfound gold, they take the opportunity to ask around about their new would-be employer. After some investigation, they find that his claims appear to be true. The other patrons in the bar confirm that he is a well-respected wood sculptor and that he does a great deal of work for the nobles in the city, particularly the Torenescu family. A group of Traladarans label him a pompous braggart, who takes every opportunity to boast about his wealth. Yet, even they begrudgingly admit that his reputation as a craftsman is well deserved. It is even rumoured that he has a small horde of money.
After waiting quietly for the others to finish their drinks, Maruc smiles and turns to Miklos, ”Well my friend, you have sealed us together now, shall we adjorn to the Blue Water Inn? I feel the need for a rest. I have spent many days travelling rough on the road and have not had a hot meal for days.”
Miklos also starts to gather his equipment together ready to follow the Cleric, “Yes, time for some rest. The Blue Water sounds delightful.”
Standing up and slinging the strap on her blade over her shoulder, the swordswoman asked, “Which one of you two wants to share the room I’m in?” She glanced at the fourth member of the group. “Because I’ve never met a dwarf who didn’t snore.”
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Unbeknownst to the group making their way to the Inn, a young thief is on their tail. Keeping to the shadows, Nicolai follows this strange group of travellers to the Blue Water Inn.
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Weary after days of travel and maneuvering around the city, the group is glad to find the Inn a suitable place for a good night’s rest. The innkeep welcomes them and gives them keys to the rooms that had been arranged for Theosius. He confirms the research that the group had made at the bar.
Entering the Inn, Nicolai observes the group. Given that they seem to be the most promising opportunity around, he could either lift the money that this Theosius character threw at them, or may be even throw in with them. Going unnoticed, he grabs a chair in the corner of the room to wait and see what the morning brings.