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Message: <blockquote data-quote="jkason" data-source="post: 5819566" data-attributes="member: 2710">Between what seems an eerie silence and their own raw nerves, the party has a tense journey through to the feast hall, and eventually the welcome voice of Inar as they approach:"... have seen their faces when they figured out none of those poor sods were falling into their dinners. I owe Gratis a large favor," he's saying to Genevieve, who nods sympathetically while dabbing a wet cloth at a scratch under the ranger's eye. She stops as the party comes toward the light, starting at the sight of Drev, who between the loading down and the cloak, is something of a misshapen figure.Inar turns, bow at the ready, but relaxes as he realizes who it is. "Thank the gods, you made it out. And with a friend, I see?" he says, raising a bushy eyebrow to look up at Drev. "Tell me it was all worth it. What have you got?""Inar?" Genevieve says, her own eyebrow raised as she nods to the door of the feast hall."Ah, yeah, right. Inside. We'll get you fed and you can hopefully make my night, eh?" He moves inside without waiting for a response. The hearty aromas of the feasthall waft out from the door that Genevieve keeps open for you.No one in here tonight but us troublemakers," she says with a wink.</blockquote>