Old Fezziwig
Thanks for the sour persimmons, cousin.
Vorik: Gretchyn smiles slightly at your formality and motions for you to enter and follow her. "Well, well, yes, Vorik. I'm Gretchyn Tashykk, the headmistress. You're certainly not the first visitor to inquire." She emits a barking laugh. "We've become very popular. The children, with things as they are, are fine."
She leads you down a hallway and into a large dining area, mostly empty, although there's a group of people talking in the back (a couple hobgoblins, a gnome, a canis, a female elf, and a human). A rather severe and formal man is setting up the tables for breakfast. "As you can see, we have some visitors already. The Church of St. Cuthbert sent them over and, I must say, they've been a tremendous help." She pauses. "I'm sorry, who did you say your employer was?"
She blinks at the mention of Kord and looks over at the group puzzledly. "Right, of course..." She cocks her head to the side and flattens her ears against her head for a moment. "Oh well, no matter. If you would like, I can introduce you to the people sent by the Church of St. Cuthbert and get you some breakfast. It's not a problem at all."
OOC for Vorik: As soon as you respond, I'll try to push things on. I'm going to try to work you into the storyline fairly quickly.
OOC for Everyone Else: Please continue with your conversation, when you've reached a reasonable amount of consensus, I'll push things along.
She leads you down a hallway and into a large dining area, mostly empty, although there's a group of people talking in the back (a couple hobgoblins, a gnome, a canis, a female elf, and a human). A rather severe and formal man is setting up the tables for breakfast. "As you can see, we have some visitors already. The Church of St. Cuthbert sent them over and, I must say, they've been a tremendous help." She pauses. "I'm sorry, who did you say your employer was?"
She blinks at the mention of Kord and looks over at the group puzzledly. "Right, of course..." She cocks her head to the side and flattens her ears against her head for a moment. "Oh well, no matter. If you would like, I can introduce you to the people sent by the Church of St. Cuthbert and get you some breakfast. It's not a problem at all."
OOC for Vorik: As soon as you respond, I'll try to push things on. I'm going to try to work you into the storyline fairly quickly.
OOC for Everyone Else: Please continue with your conversation, when you've reached a reasonable amount of consensus, I'll push things along.