Dr Simon
Explorer
"Good luck," says Josef. He looks wistfully at the tavern. "I'd better stay with the old barge, just to make sure Wolmer and Gilda are okay; don't like the thought of leaving them and the wee'un alone with some mad crossbowman running around."
The group enters the Trumpet Inn. It's a small establishment, little more than one large room. Most, if not all, of the occupants are human males, miners and bargemen by the looks of them. They turn and silently appraise you as you enter, most go back to their drinking and conversation.
A quick scan of the room shows that your quarry is not in here, although the way you came in is not the only exit.
The group enters the Trumpet Inn. It's a small establishment, little more than one large room. Most, if not all, of the occupants are human males, miners and bargemen by the looks of them. They turn and silently appraise you as you enter, most go back to their drinking and conversation.
A quick scan of the room shows that your quarry is not in here, although the way you came in is not the only exit.