City of Orussus, The Red Dragon Inn VIII

[IcyCool]

"Do you think you could teach me some of the basics of the language of air?"

"Antonidas smiles upon those who thirst for knowledge. I would be delighted to teach you. 'Aiye wahfir owa mihayar el hawey', as they say." Deos grins and lets out a small chuckle, "At the very least, it will give us something to do while we wait."

 

[SlagMortar]

The sun has set outside when the door to the Red Dragon opens to admit a slight man. Pale hands poke from the ends of brown sleeves, but his features are hidden deep in the cowl of his cloak. Upon seeing the patrons of the Inn, he visibly relaxes a bit and walks over to Joe, whispering in his ear and showing him a piece of parchment. Joe takes the writing in with a glance and says quietly "500. I hope she's ok." The man produces two purses of similar size and hands them to Joe.

He turns to the patrons without pulling back his hood and says, not wasting words, "Some of you should be suitable. I'm afraid I have a bit of a problem. Please see me in the back room."

The back room

 

[Findlefarb]

Fenwick tugs at his drinking compaions' outfits for just a moment as he walks into the back room.

 

[D20Dazza]

Kyle pushes himself out of his chair like a mighty behometh rising from the Deeps and waddles after Fenwick and the mysterious stranger "C'mon fellows" he says to his fellow drinkers still sitting around in the bar "It's the back room, strange things happen in the back room - or so I am told" he adds conspiratorily with a wink and a smile.

 

[Tinner]

Finnegan Rose, Human Monk

Finnegan rouses himself from slumber and trots into the back room.

 

[buzzard]

"Good. More ad ven toor. This sounds good." Grumbles Lupic as he moves to the back room.

buzard

 

[Knight Otu]

Semabin, his head still in a storm from the introduction to the language of air - Auran, as he now knew, says to Deos. "Sounds like the man needs help. Let's check it out, ok?" Without even waiting for a response, he sets out to the back room.

 

[IcyCool]

Deos nods to Semabin and the others, and takes a moment to scan the crowd in the Inn, then he rises and hastens into the back room.

 

[Patlin]

Ironwolf Kinkaid, Human Psychic Warrior 2

A short man in studded leather with a big sword stapped to his back walks into the inn. Moving up to the bar, he greets Joe.

"Joe, my last employer said she'd send a package on after me. Our route from Erling wasn't the speediest, has anything come in for me?"

After a brief exchange, Ironwolf removes a heavy looking crate from Joe's storage space behind the bar.

"Thanks Joe! I'll be back down in a bit."

He heads upstairs.

 

[Patlin]

Ironwolf Kinkaid, Human Psychic Warrior 2

Stepping heavilly down the stairs and sporting a gleaming, brand new suit of full plate armor, Ironwolf emerges about 15 minutes later.

With a wave to Joe, he says "Be right back. Going to hit the market real quick."

He heads out the door.