The road to Vrux.

Calondor (half-elf bard)

Calondor seats himself "Mmm, good food here" Calondor looks towards Fror and lowers his voice a good deal "Their cook could probably take a few lessons from you though" Calondor starts talking at normal volume again "So Makas what do you think of the fine music here?" Calondor takes a few bites of food.
 

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Makas (dwarf warrior)

The dwarf snorts quietly at the obviousness of Calondor's statement about the food, having developed quite a taste for Fror's cooking. "The music is a bit puncey, but probably okay for your sort of folk. Got any good ideas so far?"
 

Morrison asks the dwarf bartender where he could buy the bread. "You like it don't you. It's really easy, turn left as you get out on the market it's about 6 stores away from here. You will notice a large insigna with a piece of bread. There will probably be a small line up at this hour. Oh one last thing tell Dreai that you are foreigners and that I sent you, He will probably give you one each for free The dwarf goes back to serve other customers.

Morrison and Rell heads out to the baker. They walk about 100 feet and reach the bakery. As the dwarf said a small line up has build up in front of the store. Morrison estimates the waiting time at about 10-15 minutes.

Around them the market is very busy and they notice a few guard patrol walking down the alley making sure that order is maintained.
 

Rell Half-Giant Soul Knife

Once they are alone on the street Rell says, "Free bread for newcomers? This plot is well organized." Gesturing at the line and the nearby guards he adds, "I don't the a confrontation right now is going to be healty for us. What do you think?"
 

"We better stand in line and get the bread, just in case someone checks. Also, it will give us the opportunity to meet or at least see the baker. After this, we need to check in with the others, find out what everyone has learned, and make plans. I suspect we will want to do something tonight."
 

Calondor (half-elf bard)

Calondor speaks in a low voice so as not to be overheard "Well my 'friends' over there are going on a job in the mines just in case we decide that ammounts to anything. However my main thought is that it might be a good idea to get jobs so we don't look to suspicious." Calondor leans back having cleaned up his plate "We don't have much information yet, though we might want to talk with our honored friend Vr'rult"
 

Makas (dwarf warrior)

"I thought I already had a job," grumbles Makas. "But aye, I could work the mines. I have spent much time under the ground and know rocks likes my own lineage."
 

Calondor (half-elf bard)

Calondor leans in towards Makas "You don't have a job any more when your boss turns traitor, unfortunately" Calondor looks around "I'm not sure what work I can find, being as I'm a musician and the dwarf who owns this place say's he's all booked up"
 

Makas (dwarf warrior)

Makas spits onto the floor. "Yeah, it's a damn fine mess we walked into," he says. "I'll have a word in the owner's ear about you playing, if you like?"
 


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