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Not a lot of comments on the girl in the last four days, so I am moving us on.
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The rest of the day is wet, miserable, and cold. The group eventually ends up at the Hooting Owl Inn a few hours after dark. The mud probably slowed down the group a bit. The promise of warmth and dryness seems very inviting, even for the less alive member of the group. Even Pumpkin seems subdued and doesn't bother to bark or growl at anyone in the inn, preferring to just lay down tired.
The Hooting Owl has only a few patrons, huddled near the fireplace to keep warm. With it being a days walk from the city, it seems an ideal location for those heading north and to a lesser extent, those heading south. But with the weather being what it is and possibly due to the month of the year, it seems that most people are either staying away, or might be up in their rooms if they are merchants.
The last few miles brought a more consistent rain with some thunder thrown in, instead of the heavy drizzle that fell most of the day. Tomorrow might be worse than today was.
"Hey, don't bring that wet mutt in here." the innkeeper shouts out.
"She's not hurting anyone." Jasper replies.
"Please bring me a towel so I can dry her off and she won't be a problem. Or do you want to argue with him about it?" Jasper points at the undead elf. Seeing Sirrah, the innkeeper gulps, quickly brings a towel out and asks
"What can I do for you fine folk? It's a gold piece to get a hot meal, drink, and a place to stay.". Looking at Sirrah, he hastily adds
"Only 5 SP for a bed if you aren't going to eat or drink anything".