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Message: <blockquote data-quote="diaglo" data-source="post: 688637" data-attributes="member: 2885">A night off...The two gnomes were thicker than thieves. Speaking of thieves, Veridian’s eyes spied one. A young lad was carefully cataloging the party’s goods. Veridian mentioned this to Bartol and went to have a chat with the youth. He told the boy to watch himself.The priest talked incessantly. But at least he led the party to a nice inn. He also directed Bartol to the only tavern in town, the Flagon Held High.“I’ll see you tonight,” Bartol called out to the inn as he continued with the party.The Windlord’s Rest was a very nice place. The owner again was a gnome, Thungor Triblane. He offered the party a very nice room. When he summoned his staff to unload the caravan, Veridian intervened.“We’ll handle this,” the elf said.Erik, Bartol, and Veridian unloaded the loot. Thane took his pack to the room. Thane was the first to get ready for the night. He had plans. Everyone guessed what those might be, but no one asked. <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f609.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=";)" title="Wink    ;)"  data-smilie="2"data-shortname=";)" /> Timmay stayed with the other gnomes and chatted away. It was the most the party had ever heard Timmay say. Although most of the conversation was in gnome, so no one knew what they were talking about. Bernedette buried herself in her studies.After unloading and seeing to Bob, Bartol got ready for a night on the town. He pulled out his finery. The tabard of Torm he hadn’t worn since the tournament and his normal clothing. He took a bath and shaved. The stumble on his head he left alone. He strapped on his fine dagger, bonded longsword, and his peace bond gauntlets. He wasn’t about to break the law and cast one of his spells. Veridian offered to join him, although, the elf didn’t look happy about going. The Flagon Held High was busy. There were numerous people milling about the front of the place. Veridian took a slight detour to an alleyway to check on things. Bartol followed to relieve himself.“No use in wasting a trip,” Bartol decided. “Better to go in empty, that way less trips out to the garden.”There were multiple side doors. As the two companions finally approached the front door, a dwarf was tossed out.“Next time,” the bouncer yelled. “Pay with real money.”“Ah,” Bartol relaxed. “I feel more at home now.”</blockquote>

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