Unexpected Homecoming

[GandalfOfBorg]

Durgil grabs his old weather-worn cloak and covers himself once again as a man in the wild, concealing the weapon by his side and leaving the rest of his belongings in his room.

Temporarily reduce his Bearing by 5 to conceal his true nature.

[Stefan]

Nain pulled his cloak on as well.

"At least the rain's stopped."

[tomcat]

The Innkeep saw the trio grab their things and prepare to take a walk into the gray sky of dusk, "I will keep your cups here and there will be warm stew on your return."

Fengel looked to the weather outside the window and then his sodden boots, "If it pleases, I will keep myself right here in front of the hearth. You all can do as you wish traipsing off into the rain." The elf mage agreed with his companion, "I will keep Fengel company along with this honey-mead of which the Innkeep spoke."



Let me know if Celdrahil is going or staying and I will get some new stuff up.

[GandalfOfBorg]

Durgil flips a silver to the man.  "That is much appreciated."  Durgil steps outside, sniffs the air, and pulls his cloak closer about him.  "I'm going to see about the horses and then we can be off."

[Telcontar]

  Celdrahil will hang at the tavern and try and get more info out of the inn keep.