[Unbounded World:The Aeterian Expedition] (Now With New And Improved Amulets!)

[Kalanyr]

Teppic leads you to a reasonably respectable tavern, as you enter you see several customers sitting together at various tables, one of the tables is a group of foreigners probably merchants at a glance. There are still free tables if you decide to take one.

 

[hafrogman]

Teppic heads over to one of the empty tables and sits down, gesturing for the others to join him.

 

[Lichtenhart]

"So what can I offer you, Teppic? What do the warriors of your land drink with their friends on a sweltering day? What did the millenia of your history teach to your brewers?" he says with a wide smile.

 

[DrZombie]

"Now you're talking, little man. A tavern. Some beer would be nice. A barrel or two. Anyone else want something as well?" Skor asks as he boldly walks over to whomever it is he thinks is the owner.

 

[Sollir Furryfoot]

Talsia smiles at the thought of standing on stable ground as the group docks. This momentary calm is offset by the heat caused by her armor, an inconvenience which she seems prepared to bear. She doesn't really seem very keen on the idea of spending the group's precious time at some bar or tavern. Regardless, she follows the group, ever so quietly, her mind contemplating some strange mystery that makes her look as if lost in thought.

 

[Kalanyr]

Skor approaches the man behind the bar who looks him up and down, he then speaks in common.

"Good afternoon sir, how may I be of assistance ? "

 

[DrZombie]

"Well, I'll have a pint of ale,and give these people whatever they want to quench their thirst" Skor says, vaguely pointing at the group.

 

[hafrogman]

Teppic will get up briefly to order something cool to drink before returning to the table and awaiting the others.

 

[Lichtenhart]

"Well, I'll have a pint of ale,and give these people whatever they want to quench their thirst" Skor says, vaguely pointing at the group.

"Make it four, Skor! I know you'll take a second one, and I never let a friend drink alone."
After their beers are served, Duncan takes an incredibly long sip, half a pint all at once.
"Aahhh. Much better now. Now, since we'll probably spend the afternoon getting geared up for this climate, especially you, Talsia, or you'll roast in there, do you prefer we begin tonight or early tomorrow? If the nights are cooler, I'd prefer tonight. Have you got you spells ready?" he asks the cleric.

 

[Kalanyr]

The barkeeper hands over 4 mugs of ale

"That will be 4 gold sir. Keeping it cold is quiet expensive."