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<blockquote data-quote="howandwhy99" data-source="post: 2762576" data-attributes="member: 3192"><p>Father Ben offered to teach the guards the tenants of his faith, but Grog was in a hurry. At least that what everyone else said. Once again inside they rode along a wide, main thoroughfare into the heart of the city. Many different sorts of people were walking and standing around. Several side alleyways branched off from the central street giving a glimpse of even more cityfolk. Along the road shops were pushed up right next to each other. They displayed finely carved signs with both pictures and written names upon them. There was a top hat, an anvil, a cauldron bubbling, and more. It was almost too much to take in. Ben looked around for a banner of the city, but there were none. There were no flags or statues or fountains anywhere either. He had been raised to believe cities always had these things. But then he had never visited one before either. </p><p></p><p>Grog took a sharp turn down one of the dingier alleyways. “Lots of fights at the Sleeping Horse Inn” he said. “Grog like. Grog not been in a good fight for a while.” Farther on they saw a small, seedy tavern built onto the rear of a larger building. “Best ale in town,” declared Grog. Above the entrance door was a small wooden sign. A picture of a horse was on it upside down. All four of its legs stuck straight up into the air. Dram and Dalin burst out laughing again. “Dead Horse Inn,” whispered one to the other. The two dismounted and agreed to accompany Grog inside for a drink. Fishing out some gold from their pouches they handed over the rest for safekeeping, as well as their horses and supplies. </p><p></p><p>After the three entered the rest of the team rode back up to the main street again. The shops were much nicer looking there and soon they found a large stable. The stableboy quoted them a price of one gold per horse per day, very expensive. The stables were of high quality however so they paid for all eight of the mounts. Darius ordered Ormond the Redd to stay with the horses and guard them. The team tried to memorize their horses just in case of trickery or horsethieves. “You can stay up in the loft,” said the stableboy pointing to the rafters overhead. “One silver per night.” The team browsed around checking the other horses within. They were in good health and well fed. Ben recognized Margrave brandings on many of the horses. He had been raised on a horsefarm. It seemed strange to him, as there were no roads leading back to Margrave. The saddlebags and supplies were taken off to bring with them. Pax managed to carry five. </p><p></p><p>The sun was down and the city was getting dark fast. They hustled further into the city along the central thoroughfare and soon came to a section where many inns lined both sides of the street. Every inn was richly decorated on the outside. Darius, Kayla, and Diedre separated to price check each one. They read the names as they went. Standing in the street Ben watched the crowd pass by. Most of the people were human, but there were several nonhumans too. He was glad for Darius when he saw several dwarves walking around without fear. Lots of half-breeds were about too. Ben thought he recognized orc and goblin blooded humans. Some were impossible to tell. Rose spotted some half elves, but they ignored her calls for attention. Darius came back with Diedre and Kayla in tow. “The average price is about five gold per night. We’ve decided on a nice one over there for that price,” he pointed. “It’s called The Wyvern.” </p><p></p><p>Inside was a large, well lit, finely appointed waiting room with plush furniture and tables. Darius secured the team two rooms for the night. Both were next to each other and had two large feather beds, tables, and chairs within. The windows and doors had several locks as well. Ben had never lived so well in his life. Because he was a priest he volunteered to sleep with the three women in one room, while the rest of the men shared the other.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="howandwhy99, post: 2762576, member: 3192"] Father Ben offered to teach the guards the tenants of his faith, but Grog was in a hurry. At least that what everyone else said. Once again inside they rode along a wide, main thoroughfare into the heart of the city. Many different sorts of people were walking and standing around. Several side alleyways branched off from the central street giving a glimpse of even more cityfolk. Along the road shops were pushed up right next to each other. They displayed finely carved signs with both pictures and written names upon them. There was a top hat, an anvil, a cauldron bubbling, and more. It was almost too much to take in. Ben looked around for a banner of the city, but there were none. There were no flags or statues or fountains anywhere either. He had been raised to believe cities always had these things. But then he had never visited one before either. Grog took a sharp turn down one of the dingier alleyways. “Lots of fights at the Sleeping Horse Inn” he said. “Grog like. Grog not been in a good fight for a while.” Farther on they saw a small, seedy tavern built onto the rear of a larger building. “Best ale in town,” declared Grog. Above the entrance door was a small wooden sign. A picture of a horse was on it upside down. All four of its legs stuck straight up into the air. Dram and Dalin burst out laughing again. “Dead Horse Inn,” whispered one to the other. The two dismounted and agreed to accompany Grog inside for a drink. Fishing out some gold from their pouches they handed over the rest for safekeeping, as well as their horses and supplies. After the three entered the rest of the team rode back up to the main street again. The shops were much nicer looking there and soon they found a large stable. The stableboy quoted them a price of one gold per horse per day, very expensive. The stables were of high quality however so they paid for all eight of the mounts. Darius ordered Ormond the Redd to stay with the horses and guard them. The team tried to memorize their horses just in case of trickery or horsethieves. “You can stay up in the loft,” said the stableboy pointing to the rafters overhead. “One silver per night.” The team browsed around checking the other horses within. They were in good health and well fed. Ben recognized Margrave brandings on many of the horses. He had been raised on a horsefarm. It seemed strange to him, as there were no roads leading back to Margrave. The saddlebags and supplies were taken off to bring with them. Pax managed to carry five. The sun was down and the city was getting dark fast. They hustled further into the city along the central thoroughfare and soon came to a section where many inns lined both sides of the street. Every inn was richly decorated on the outside. Darius, Kayla, and Diedre separated to price check each one. They read the names as they went. Standing in the street Ben watched the crowd pass by. Most of the people were human, but there were several nonhumans too. He was glad for Darius when he saw several dwarves walking around without fear. Lots of half-breeds were about too. Ben thought he recognized orc and goblin blooded humans. Some were impossible to tell. Rose spotted some half elves, but they ignored her calls for attention. Darius came back with Diedre and Kayla in tow. “The average price is about five gold per night. We’ve decided on a nice one over there for that price,” he pointed. “It’s called The Wyvern.” Inside was a large, well lit, finely appointed waiting room with plush furniture and tables. Darius secured the team two rooms for the night. Both were next to each other and had two large feather beds, tables, and chairs within. The windows and doors had several locks as well. Ben had never lived so well in his life. Because he was a priest he volunteered to sleep with the three women in one room, while the rest of the men shared the other. [/QUOTE]
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