The Happy Drover Inn
Brother Bartolomew seems to shrink backwards into his seat when Andalon addresses him directly, but nods to confirm The Abadarian priest’s assessment.
”Brother bart, here” and you can see the young priest almost wince as his name is shortened, ”has recently been appointed as my personal clerk. And he may have bitten off a bit more than he expected to chew.” Henry tries to explain the young man’s difficulty.
”The apples, though, are about the best you will get your hands on at this time of year,” henry grins at Cyrus, ”Unless you have friends in all the right places.” and at that he nods towards Zorah, recognising her undoubted skills and contacts iin the wild. ”I hope he has a few more that we can take with us for lunch tomorrow.” he adds taking a bite out of one of the said fruits, and casting a hopeful glance towards the Inn keep - who just grins and nods.
”As for the journey ahead, there shouldn’t be too much problem up until Fort Serenko, after that ….” and he holds his hands out, ”… well, that is partly what we have been sent out there for. Explore it, map it and report back. Although I understand there has been some bandit activity in the region and we are authorised to deal with that as we need be.”
Shortly after, when Henry is ready to retire, and Tib and ‘Bart ’go out to collect their (and Henry’s) gear, and they too find space to sleep in the same bunks room as everyone else.
In the morning, Henry dresses for riding, wearing good quality studded leather armour and carrying a small metal shield that is covered in a leather case. He also wears a masterwork short sword at his waist. Tib and Bart get all of their gear ready for the road, and sit down to a bowl of porridge that has been served for breakfast. There are flatbreads and apples that you can take for a light packed lunch.
OOC – Last chance for any questions etc - before I whisk you away into the wilderness.
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