The newly made Pathfinders return to the Pinnace, weary but triumphant after their long night of trials. Venture-Captain Pelligrew is waiting for you; as you enter the Pinnace you catch him pacing the floor worriedly. He stops as soon as he notices you and puts on the gruff face you are all more familiar with from your years in training under his 'gentle' tutelage.
"About time you returned! You're Pathfinders, in the names of all the Gods, not some molly-coddled Aspis jack-a-napes! You should have been able to wrap that little bit of daring-do up in an hour or two! Instead you were gone all night, caus . . ." He breaks off his tirade suddenly, as though realizing what he was about to say.
As he speaks he's bustling around the Pinnace's common room, putting together some sort of hot concoction behind the bar and setting places at the table for the four of you and Yargos.
Soon everyone is seated with what turns out to be a very nice whiskey and coffee, Marrow Chomper has a spot near the hearth and a big soup bone, and your Venture-Captain settles in to hear the tale of your adventures.
~~~ About An Hour Later ~~~
Parnham leans back in his chair, his massive frame making the wood creak alarmingly, and chuckles. "Well, lads, it seems you've done me proud after all. This is one for the Chronicles for certain, and I can't recall right off hand when the last time a group of such wet-behind-the-ears Pathfinders fresh out of training acquitted themselves so well. Makes my next decision a little easier . . ." With these somewhat ominous words, the big man rises and steps out of the room for a moment, returning shortly with a softly clinking bag for each of you. "Take it, you've earned it. I've got rooms for you upstairs; get some sleep, and take a week off on me. Be back here at 17th bell next Oathday; I'll have an assignment for you then. You should say any goodbyes you need to say in the city, and come prepared for an extended voyage."
In short order you're hustled upstairs to your rooms, shown the location of a bathing chamber, and left to your own devices as Parnham retires for the evening . . .
[sblock=OOC]OK, in each of your pouches you find 50 GP. You've got a week in town to take care of anything you need to, including supplying yourselves for an 'extended voyage.'[/sblock]