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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Eluvan" data-source="post: 2785465" data-attributes="member: 24812">Firen sits at the bar, sipping at a goblet of expensive wine and listening appreciatively to the playing of the two minstrels on the other side of the room. In truth, he came to hear the much-vaunted performance of Meadowbrook - a musician of great local renoun, and apparently quite the beauty as well - but he is content to sit and listen to this more humble fare in the meantime. He appreciates the chance to simply sit in relaxing surroundings, enjoying his drink, and the music, and the aromatic smell of roasting meat that wafts through from the kitchens. It's been a hard day of travelling, and having finally arrived in the great city of Waterdeep he's very happy to have found a pleasant tavern in which to soak up the local ambience.  His reverie is interrupted as a man comes down from upstairs, and in hushed tones murmurs to the barkeep that he thinks something may be amiss upstairs, as he heard a woman's scream from the corridor as he passed one of the rooms. Firen listens no more but, leaving his glass behind and loosening his blade in its fastening on his back, he rises from his seat and makes for the stairs. It may be nothing, but he's not prepared to take the chance that a maiden needed his aid and he wasn't there to provide it as any good knight should be.  So it is that, after a few enquiries have been made as to the precise location of the disturbance, a polite but firm knocking comes upon Meadowbrook's door. Firen does not wish to take such drastic steps as bursting in unannounced, in case he is mistaken, but he is prepared to force entry if he receives no prompt reply and addmitance.</blockquote>

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