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Message: <blockquote data-quote="perrinmiller" data-source="post: 5661288" data-attributes="member: 88649">[GM]The dealing with the goblin corpse is not meant to slow us up.  I am advancing the scene. BTW, I think each of you used up 5 days of rations.  But instead of marking them off of your sheet, you can purchase replacements from your treasure over the course of things.[/GM]You have no trouble taking the dead goblin and disposing of it back out of the village perimeter.  Barrow's Edge doesn't have a gate and the wooden defensive walls are still under construction.  It is now dark after your chore is completed and you trudge your way back towards the center of town.  It has been a long day.You move off down the street towards the inn, easily identified by the lantern outside and sounds of activity coming from within.  It's a large building sprawled at the center of the settlement.  Light spills from its windows.  A broad sign above the door reads:"Barrow's Edge Inn - Welcome to All"Upon entering, the interior of the inn feels as warm and hospitable as it seemed from outside.  The meaty smells of stew and fresh baked bread waft from the kitchen. A friendly woman, starting to mature yet still attractive, bustles about pouring drinks and serving food.<img src="http://i956.photobucket.com/albums/ae47/perrinmiller/Living%20Pathfinder/Mallie.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " data-size="" style="" />She says in greeting, "Travelers? Welcome. We've food and drink and rooms.  All warm and clean."  Then she turns to a pair of farmhands lounging by the hearth, "Dorf, Dissy move.  Give these newcomers space to settle in by the fire." The two farmers nod amiably and shift to another table."Now, what can I get for you?"The woman is carrying a bit of an air of authority, leaving you to believe that she is not some serving wench, but than likely the Inn's proprietor.</blockquote>

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