Originally Posted by Trogdor1992
"Can we return to the tavern? I'd like a bit of drink before making my way to bed."
"Durst has likely closed The Felled Ogre for the night, but Helman's Bar will still be open. If you need more libations, he'll accommodate you.
"Try not to overdue it," Caius says with a smile as the group walks through the streets of the Keep District.
Originally Posted by Scott DeWar
"Rest for the evening I think is in order. I seem to have lost track of the time. I suggest we be off to the Tavern and Caius should remain with us."
Crossing the bridges back towards the Ogre, the group passes into the Guild District where Kailer Galoda's manor had been burning eariler in the night. The manor's gate has been sealed off and two Lyreguards stand watch inside the gate.
"If you're staying at The Felled Ogre, you might not be able to get in right now," Caius replies to Shrough.
"At the very least, there will be a soft spot to sleep in the stables until dawn. Did you pay for rooms already?"
The group soon arrives back before the Market Bridge where the magical face, Vectēvs, remains stoically silent until the next question is asked. The members of the Market Watch remain on duty on both sides of the bridge while three Lyreguards stand in a circle around the unnatural face. The Market Watch guards recognize the group and allow them to cross onto the bridge.
"You're back," the Lyreguard named Marcus says as they approach. "How did it go at the Keep? We've kept the gawkers away from this thing, Have you come to ask more questions?"
"They'll be asking more after some sleep," Wilie says with a yawn.
Originally Posted by Shades of Eternity
"You are right of course. Besides, I believe I owe your child a story," Borya said with his usual twinkle in his eye.
Wilie turns to Borya.
"Come on, cousin. My house is this way." The halfling man leads Borya through the streets of the Market District to his cozy home. His missus, Marcie, is waiting at the door when they arrive. She looks livid.
"Where have you been?" She demands.
"Uhm," Wilie's face turns read under the gaze of his little lady.
"There was this fire and I had to stay with Borya."
"Well, get in here. Your supper is cold as an ice bear's breath. The children are already asleep, and I'd like to get some sleep too if the two of you don't mind." Marcie looks up at Borya. "It is good to see you again, Borya. We'll talk more in the afternoon once I've gotten some sleep. Please don't wake the children right now. They need their sleep. I'm sure lil' Bitters will be up by dawn. He be very pleased to see you. Come in. Come in."
Once inside, Marcie locks the door and then turns to Wilie," I suggest you get some sleep too. You're making breakfast for the children in a few hours , and I'll need you to take Kale and Dawny to the College Exhibition tomorrow. You're need someone to do your toll taking for you."
"Yes dear," Wilie replies.
"And the Market Bridge will likely be closed tomorrow. There was an incident there today."
"Hmm, well, you'll need to find a way to get the children to the Bard's College. We promised them they could go months ago. As long it is safe, so don't use the Canal Bridge. Take one of the barges if you have too."
"Yes mi'dear."
Marcie makes sure Borya is comfortable before heading upstairs to bed.
"That went better than I thought it would," Wilie whispers to Borya.
"We'd best eat quickly and get some sleep."
