No other exit exists for the latrine, only the hole in the ground and a small window for air. As he stands Wilbur feels a trembling in his legs and it takes him a moment to steady himself as a wave of
nausea swirls over him. He feels all right when he is still, but rapid motion seems out for the moment. Wilbur is reminded of the promises for the enlightened of the path of the Gate and the Key, transcendence above the gross realm of the body to spiritual ascencion. The diary of Hekket Kemin spoke of his spirit leaving his body to explore unknowable worlds.
Out in the main bar the man in the wide-brimmed hat sneers at the lute playing bard and heads over to the booth with the orc. His monkey chitters and gestures around the bar pointing at Dogrynn but the man hisses something and the monkey is silent. He doesn't give a glance to the apparently nervous looking young man who enters the bar.
Arcata [sblock]Arcata can barely make out some of the words the orc says "
So Khenzil, here at last. If'n you brought your fire gems we can have us a quick swap and everybody's friendly. Sit and we'll order some more grub. My mama said don't talk business on an empty stomach. I chopped your good buddy like you aked and I got the amulet. I hear you want me to do the same for Leering Lucius. He look too close into how you use your runty little apprentices??" she can't make out the man's reply. The booth next to theirs is empty.[/sblock]
Anton [sblock]you have a view of Kenzil but not the orc. Kenzil appears first anticipatory but then surprised by something the orc is saying, and none too pleased.[/sblock]
The lute ballad goes on to describe Tiamat's belief in the earthy aphrodisiac aspects of the sacred turnips that induce ecstatic states leading to astounding experiences.
