The Retrievers - Chapter 2

Chapter 1 - The Whistling Stag

More people enter the tavern the later it gets. The ale and the food is some of the bets you have ever had and rivals some of the best taverns in Waterdeep itself. It is no wonder that this town boasts of this place and it said to be the best in the area. The wench suggest that maybe the stable might be better but leaves it to Gripir to decide as he seems overly attached to the creature and seems more than capable up taking care of it.

The people approaching Quickleaf seem to taper off now that the sun has gone down, probably due to the fact that from overheard conversations the gates are closed for the night and will not open till morning no matter what. You can see that there are several maps arrayed around Quickleaf and he consults them occasionally as he seems to be writing in some kind of journal.

You notice a party of dwarves a couple of tables over having a grand old time trying to drink each other under the table. They seem to be a group or merchants who have just arrived in town not to long ago and will be heading back out tomorrow.

A human bard seems to be setting up shop in the corner and will soon be entertaining the crowd to stories by way of the mandolin she just brought out.

Everyone in the tavern seems to pay you no particular notice except to note that you are strangers and have not been in town before. If you catch their eye they seem to nod their hello and then go on about their business so you are pretty sure no one is listening in to your conversation. As long as you are not causing any problems and have the money to pay your way they do not mind at all.

The wench mentions that rooms are 2 gp a night (and definitely worth it) or the common room is 5 sp a night and if you have any other questions she will be more than happy to try and answer them for you.
 

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Durnn, Earth Genasi Fighter 1

"OK, so if I understand it, the plan is this: Gripir (with his badger), Sten, and I go shopping for some weapons before the sun goes down. Pemberton and Mindal go talk to Greenleaf, get the lay of the land. Then, we all meet up here for the night. Sound good?"

So long as no one objects, Durnn takes a two gold pieces from his belt pouch and drops them on the table. "That should cover the first few drinks. Let's go shopping."
 

"Sounds good, Duran if you can get some short bow arrows and a dagger or maybe even short sword for me I'd be most greatful. I can only aford about a dozen gold." Mindal finishes his ale and turns to Pemberton, "It looks like the crowd is thinning, shall we talk to the half-elf now?"
 

"Let's do it; if the two of you could get me 20 silvered arrows that would be appreciated," he counts out 3gp for that and then stands, "If we aren't going out tonight I'll tell Talon to stand down,". He heads out the door towards the young merchant's son, "We aren't going out tonight, so feed and stable them, then look after yourself."

"I'll be having a private room and you can have the truckle in there as well. That's unless someone else makes either of us a better offer between now and then. I intend to move out tomorrow quickly and god help anyone who has a hangover. There's no permenant damage from the stumble is there?"

Pemberton returns inside, pays 5gp to the bar maid for the stabling and his room, and joins Mindal in making their way over to Quickleaf; "Pray excuse us, but, you would be Mr Quickleaf sir? May we share your consuel?"
 

Durnn, Earth Genasi Fighter 1

Durnn flags over the bar wench. "Excuse me, beautiful" he says with a wink. "You wouldn't happen to know of a local weaponsmith, would you?"
 

Harvey said:
Durnn flags over the bar wench. "Excuse me, beautiful" he says with a wink. "You wouldn't happen to know of a local weaponsmith, would you?"

"Why that would be old Ironmaker, his shop is on the north side of town and you can't miss it. He makes all his own stuff to sell and in my opinion is the best around these parts. He specializes in Silver as well."

(ooc: as a reminder it is getting dark out and the tavern is filling up. You can assume that most businesses have closed for the night)
 

Brenden snags Pemberton's ale when he goes to talk with the half-elf. Quaffing what was left, he immediately regrets it as memories of this mornings "recovery" come surging to the fore. ...oh ...that definatly wasn't a good idea. He goes back to his water and after a moment follows Pemberton to see what the half elf has to say.
 

Durnn, Earth Genasi Fighter 1

Elocin said:
(ooc: as a reminder it is getting dark out and the tavern is filling up. You can assume that most businesses have closed for the night)

Durnn peeks his head out the door. "Wow, night came quite quickly! Alright, looks like shopping will have to wait 'til morning. Let's see what Quickleaf has to say..."
 

Sten is looking forward to meeting this Ironmaker, but follows the others towards Quickleaf. He makes a mental list of all the silvered weapons that the others want, knowing that by morning their gold and their memories will have dwindled. If Brenden has his way then his morning prayers will have to be cut short, but looking around at the others already starting into the drink Sten doesn't think he will have much trouble with that. Keeping his eyes open, Sten monitors the crowd for any untoward attention as they approach the half-elf.
 


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