The Heroes of House Tharashk

Dox and Gulo, security seems pretty decent. There is only one door into your suite, windows on all sides on the ground floor, and on the front and back on the 2nd floor. All windows in the back have decorative (and functional) bars on the outside, all windows have heavy shutters on the inside that can be closed and locked. Dox, being the paranoid I'm assuming you meant him to be searches the entire suite, finding nothing of interest.

Gulo, your nocturnal foray is dry, the rain stops flat around sunset. Water seems to run off of the "island" rather than pool on it. All the 5' walkways between buildings have decorative (it is a nice place after all) iron grates closing them off. The 20' gap at the main entrance has gates rather than grates, and while they are not closed 2 weel armed half orcs in chain hauberks guard it as unobtrusively as possible. another half orc guards a locked gate to the right of the main Inn building. None of the buildings fronting the courtyard have doors that lead anywhere but the courtyard. Two more half orcs stand guard near the tavern, and two near the manor house.

You see the old Orc from the tavern making rounds, checking on the guards. He nods at you and grimaces as you pass each other. That was probably supposed to be a smile. There are two docks on this "island", one near the tavern, and one behind the manor. A pair of guards are posted at each dock.

The water is teeming with life, most of it very small. Rats are not at all uncommon, nor snakes, and you can hear many active insects as well. nothing large seems to be moving about though, except for the boats coming and going from the dock at the tavern. Sounds like they're having a good time in there. And out there actually. some of the guests are sitting out front in the torchlight anjoying a drink, or the music. A few younger couples are dancing. Noone seems to pay you any attention except the guards though, unless you get within 20' of the tavern, in which case a server will ask if they can get you anything.

Once night falls everyone can hear the sounds of music and revelry (rather subdued, not too loud) coming from the tavern.
 

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At the sound of the music, Cazanjan breaks out of his revery. "I'm going over to the inn for a light dinner and some ale, maybe listen to the music for an hour or two. Anyone else interested?"

Once there, Cazanjan orders a dish with pork and a local ale or wine (whatever the server recommends). He then sits back and listens to the music and watches the dancing, taking note of local customs and tendencies.
 

Gulo hears the music and finds Cazanjan. "I'll come as well. I think I'll being seeing enough of this water while I'm here. My gullet is setled enough that I can eat."

Once in the inn, Gulo will settle on the pork and Xoriat beer. At an opportune moment he'll ask the server, preferably Cypress, "Who is the old orc wandering about? The one so well armed?"
 


Gamil joins the others at the table, drumming his fingers in time to the music. He watches the dancers with an interest similar to Cazanjan's, although his is a more general curiosity about the activity.
 

The tavern is certainly bustling now that the sun has gone down. There are lots of humans, about as many orcs, and a very few shifters enjoying themselves eating, drinking, and generally making merry. A half elf bard plays the lute and sings. There is a group of 8 or so gnomes in one of the private dining rooms (the door is open), a few goblins work through the crowd performing menial tasks. And through it all weave the halflings, filling mugs, taking orders, delivering food.

Cypress is blushing with exertion, many wisps of hair escaping from the braid her hair is held back in, but she takes the time to answer your questions.
"Oh, that's Bursak. He's an old friend of grandfathers. He looks after things, kind of makes sure trouble stays away I guess. I'm not sure why Grandpa keeps him on, seems like he mainly plays stones with Grandpa or seek and hide with the little ones."
 

After you finish your meal a steady stream of people stop by the table to introduce themselves. Most are merely curios about the new folks (especially Cazanjan and Gamil) but there are a few important visitors as well.

Abynnon, male human, Gatekeeper

Seisean d'Sivis, female gnome, House Sivis

Trelacan Derry, male human, Church of the Silver Flame

Isarania d'Siolith, female half elf, House Lyrandar

At any rate you gather that Huckabee's is the place to see and be seen. Those from out of town are most comfortable here, and as the best Inn in town, It tends to attract the cream of society.
 

Quite the crowd we have here, Cazanjan thinks to himself as people introduce themselves. He smiles and answers all questions politely and mostly honestly, introducing himself as a vault-maker in House Kundarak.

"Well," Cazanjan says to the others, "Huckabee's seems to be quite the place. Center of attention here in Zarash'ak. It's a damn sight different from the Mror Holds, let me tell you." He grins and drains his glass. "Well, I think that does it for me. I'll see you lads in the morning, eh?" He retires to bed.
 
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Gulo remains quiet through the meal, politely greeting and making smalltalk with the others. But he spends most of the night quiet just observing.

His mood changes when he spies Trelacan Derry, and the shifter finishes his food and drink as quickly as manner allows, then retires for the night.
 

Dox also makes small talk with all of the people stopping by, but also keeps an eye out for anyone working the crowd in a more larcinous way. After dinner I will listen to the music for awhile and then head back to the rooms with the others.
 

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