HolyMan
Thy wounds are healed!
Everyone but Tas makes their way to The Tumbling Tankard, a fair sized inn and tavern. It is almost midday when the group arrives entering at different times and taking up seats at different tables, before congregating into one.
The tavern is full of people who seem to be celebrating some sort of fall festival. There is food and drink, music and dancing. In no time the darkness of the trip is replaced by smiles and cheer as you celebrate with the people of Gate Way.
[sblock=Tas] Following an interesting cat as it balances along a fence, Tas trips over something and falls forward. His topknot in his face the little handler pushes it aside to see what he tripped over. He is surprised when he see what looks like a half dead plainsman lying up against the fence.
"Hel... help... me." he says softly nearly a whisper of a whisper. [/sblock]
[sblock=Everyone Else] Please post up some interaction between you and an NPC. Either by dancing, asking a question, or sharing a tale. [/sblock]
The tavern is full of people who seem to be celebrating some sort of fall festival. There is food and drink, music and dancing. In no time the darkness of the trip is replaced by smiles and cheer as you celebrate with the people of Gate Way.
[sblock=Tas] Following an interesting cat as it balances along a fence, Tas trips over something and falls forward. His topknot in his face the little handler pushes it aside to see what he tripped over. He is surprised when he see what looks like a half dead plainsman lying up against the fence.
"Hel... help... me." he says softly nearly a whisper of a whisper. [/sblock]
[sblock=Everyone Else] Please post up some interaction between you and an NPC. Either by dancing, asking a question, or sharing a tale. [/sblock]