Felosian listens to your story, and confirms details with Redithidoor and Garon. "Hrm. Well, thanks. Red's almost one of us by now. Don't worry about our friends, here. I'll see they're dealt with. And if there's anything more to their story, I'll find that out too. Lou, go pull Jim and Rhoda out of bed. Ben, walk Red back to Baden'Tor's place and then get back here. We're pulling double duties tonight. You guys...get some sleep." There's a bit more conversation after that, but not a lot.
Redithidoor also thanks you as well as you split off, and you return to Garon's inn. In only a few minutes, Garon and his wife Fachelle have cleared out the two rooms the other group occupied, and cleaned them up a bit as well. During this time, Fachelle informs you that one of the muggers--George was his name--returned, spent a short while in his room, and then left. She didn't know what had happened, so didn't know to stop him. But they find the muggers' rooms ransacked, and stripped of any valuables that might have been there.
Garon relays that information to Felosial himself. You clean up yourselves--again!--and then end up having to decide who gets rooms to themselves, and who gets to share. The decisions are made quickly and without argument, and shortly afterwards you sleep.
The next morning, you come down to find the inn almost transformed. The two tables have been combined into one long one, with an actual tablecloth laid out over them, and the benches have been set to one side. The sounds of intense activities come from the kitchen, but Garon sternly bars you entry. Once you're all awake, Garon calls goes in there himself--and then he, Fachelle, Redithidoor, and another young lad you've never seen before begin bringing out platter after platter of food, placing it all on the table.
Redithidoor announces, somewhat self-consciously, "This is my way of thanking you. You saved my life. Eat up." You find that the fare is relatively simple--but what is here is very good. And there's enough for three times your party.
