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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Chauzu" data-source="post: 2705463" data-attributes="member: 9655">[sblock]... I take it that we'll assume Daneel was close to the conversation then but did not join in, but has not been noticed by Taurus earlier...[/sblock]The crowd inside the tavern has now dwindled to but a few tables by now, but the outstanding performance that is being given by the half-elf raises the attention of many, including Glar's. As he plays, Daneel not only notices the smiling replies of the tavern occupents but also receives some valued droppings from a few patrons: 5 gp. "That is a lovely tune," exclaims a lovely-looking lady as she gives the bard a gold piece.The cold breeze of the exiting storm shocks each and every patron that leaves the warm welcome of Mr. Biskbyr's place. Though the rain has ceased, clouds still loomed overhead and hid the stars and moon from the sky. All but a few of bright street lanterns that lined the streets earlier that evening have been blewn out by the elements. The light from the Golden Songbird was still strong however.Meliria made her way to the side of the tavern and found the alleyway that the merchant Taurus had hinted to. As the moon elf peered around the corner, ready for any hostile suprise, she noticed a lone figure resting on the ground with its back against the side of the tavern about twenty-five feet away, eluminated by a small lantern. The ground was littered with dirty puddles, but the dwarf that layed there in one obviously cared not for it. He had an empty wine bottle in his hand and wore a dirty cloak. The rogue noticed that the dwarf, a gold dwarf, was not asleep, maybe in a drunken daze, but not asleep, and was mumbling in a tongue unknown to her knowledge (or perhaps to anybody's knowledge in this case). He just layed there staring at his feet, mumbling and hick-uping.</blockquote>

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