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Constables of the 14th Ward Part 2

"Very well, Sir! Any special instructions for the groom, care to give your steed a good rub-down or a nice cool-down walk after a hard day's ride?"
 

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Alarion

"The rub-down will do him good. Here's a silver for the groom, and one for you, good maiden. But do tell the groom to wait for me before unsaddling Bayard... he may bite if I do not tell him not to. I shall be done here promptly."

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Once done with the meal and conversation, Alarion will go to the stables, tell Bayard not to bite :) and secure his flail and other weapons (the lance he will leave in the stable) [/sblock]
 




"I plan on staying at the Sheriff's this night, in case my healing skill are needed," says Brae. "I should probably head back so I can check in on Sir Upjohn, and make sure he is on the mend." With that, he polishes off his mug of ale and stands, preparing to leave.
 

[OOC: I'm not entirely certain what everyone else is doing right now, but I might as well go ahead and take care of Brae, right?]

Rhun: Brae finds Sheriff Upjohn snoring away, like a good sheriff, and upon further inspection of his visible condition, he seems to be mending about as expected.
 

OOC: Assuming there is nothing further for tonight, I'll advance time until morning.

For those sleeping at the sheriff's office:

You pass an uneventful evening in moderately uncomfortable accommodations. While not fully healed, a much recovered Sheriff Sir Upjohn is up early directing a group of local men. He is making plans for a recovery effort at a local mine where there has been some sort of collapse. There is a pot of coffee and some slightly stale bread with a decent cheese and some cold beef for breakfast.

For those of you at the Pig and Whistle:

The rooms are simple, but comfortable and you pass the night without incident. Upon arising in the morning you find Bocephus in the beer garden, his pants unbuttoned to accommodate his very full belly. He is cleaning his teeth with a large splinter of wood behind a large pile of breakfast dishes. After a discrete burp he says, "Good mornin' Constables. The Ginny fowl stuffed with grains and berries is mighty good. I had three myself. Love a nice plump chick I do." He winks and continues, "I have good news and bad news. Which you want first?" Getting a sharp look he says, "Good news, I found your orc. Bad news, she's an ole' washer woman comes around before dawn and picks up laundry for the well to do folk of the this little village. Don't think she has much to do with trouble makers at that old mill." He takes a long drink from a tankard and smiles in satisfaction.

The breakfast at the Pig and Whistle is hearty and designed to give a laborer the fuel to work hard all day. In addition to the Ginny fowl, they have boiled eggs, bread with butter and baked apples, ham or sausage (the same as last night), porridge, cheese and some sliced melons. Milk, Tea or small beer are available as well.
 

Alarion joins the group, already fully armored and in good spirits. He partakes of the hearty breakfast after checking on Bayard and ordering him saddled. "Good morning, lady and gentlemen!"
 

SoulFetter

SoulFetter will take a few moments to summon Dahlver-Nar and allow the vestige to invest his body.

[sblock=Binding Check]Binding Check (1d20+4=21)

A good pact, which means Dahlver-Nar doesn't exert influence on SoulFetter - he'll be able to concentrate just fine (whew).[/sblock]

He'll then go downstairs, eat a hearty breakfast, and pronounce himself ready to face the day.
 

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