Fires of Creation: The Buried World
Meanwhile, Morin's manic cheer continued to be undaunted even after swimming through industrial waste again. "Oh, my companion is too modest, we've got tons to report! I'd be glad to spin a tale of our exciting discoveries and continuing heroism for the council. And I'll be doing the same for anyone else who cares to hear, later on at the Copper Coin!"
Morin had a lot planned for the evening. First, a report to the council. He'd go over everything that had happened, but his main concern would be discussing the skulks under torch, and the escaped gremlin that might be hiding somewhere in town. As it was, the party was content to leave the skulks be, but maybe the town council had some business they wished to conduct with the cave-people. Or maybe they would be willing to offer some kind of reward to anyone willing to bring them to justice for the murder of Parda Garr and the attempted murder of Khonnir Baine.
After that was the shopping. Buying a healing wand would be very useful, but not very interesting. The real fun would come from trying to sell the robot. Even if nobody had a use for it, maybe they could sell it as a curiosity, or convince someone that it might be valuable later, to a more skilled technologist.
After that, came the real work: going to a bar and telling a bunch of wildly exaggerated stories about how great the party was. That would take up most of his night, but Morin feared there was no way around it. After all, how could you be a real hero if nobody knew how heroic you were? Of course, even in his own telling, it was Cain, Kalasha, and Zorden who he would frame as the heroes, with Morin taking the role of comic-relief sidekick.
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