Bernlin: “Good, very good. Now, it is necessary to get the map but this must be handled carefully. I think you should meet with Marymet and then decide the best method for obtaining it. Also if any of you want to fight at the coliseum, I suggest you go sign up now and draw your color.”
Bernlin seems suddenly unfocused, “I have other business, now.”
The door swings open and a figure in a deep gray, hooded robe steps in. He pulls a heavy backpack off his shoulder and holds it out towards Bernlin. Dark green and black scales cover the individual’s hands.
Bernlin looks down at his bowl, “Guess I’ll have to eat later,” he turns to face scaly and points towards the rear door. “Let’s do this.”
Bernlin grabs his bag and rod; the new arrival follows the gnome around the bar and to a backroom.
One of the half-elves slides off his chair and onto the floor, but it doesn’t seem to disturb his slumber.
Azoc looks over at him, “I probably should take nap before the fight. If anyone else wants a room, say so now.”
Bernlin seems suddenly unfocused, “I have other business, now.”
The door swings open and a figure in a deep gray, hooded robe steps in. He pulls a heavy backpack off his shoulder and holds it out towards Bernlin. Dark green and black scales cover the individual’s hands.
Bernlin looks down at his bowl, “Guess I’ll have to eat later,” he turns to face scaly and points towards the rear door. “Let’s do this.”
Bernlin grabs his bag and rod; the new arrival follows the gnome around the bar and to a backroom.
One of the half-elves slides off his chair and onto the floor, but it doesn’t seem to disturb his slumber.
Azoc looks over at him, “I probably should take nap before the fight. If anyone else wants a room, say so now.”
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