Re: THE WALK THE PLANK
Taking a sip of the wine, waiting a bit eagerly , for the soup. Once Good Reedrick figures out the Coin, we will dispense it among those who survived, and are still with the Group. That will be the end of this contract. We will escort the merchant's wagons to Tou, then continue on the the Black Timber and Razorhawk Village, By that time, the other Companies of Arrow who were here before, should have an Idea where the Missing Unit , last disappeared.
with another sip , he turns and looks over those who have gathered.We, of course, will take up any small contract we mat find , between here and The Black Timber, or should we come upon slaver or bandits that need to die..
Returning with Kree's Bowl of soup and a small loaf of Bread, the red Head smiles and places the them before the elf, taking the bottle of Elven Gold to top off the Captain's glass. She fills Brie's halfway, figuring she could only be , half wrong, if Brie did not care for it. and leaves the Bottle.
Reedrick snorts,Look,Plia..we all like ta eat too! Not just this pointy eared fellow!
Plia gestures to the kitchen, were 2 other women are brings out large trays with while a young Land with a scare on his face, carries two cast iron pots, one with the soup, one with stew.I will spoil the Captain, should I choose, Major. she smiles and sways away as she walks.
The bowels and bread are laid before them as are the Pots with ladles .
The Lad with the scar looks at reedrick.
Those three tables that are in front of us?...only Arrows sit there, Until we finish Business....aye?
The Kid smiles, the one side of his mouth a bit tight from the scar. As you say, Major....I will tell the Girls and the Tender...
Thankee , Lad.... he waits until the kid moves on and says,Don't want no folks who are 'family' to be here while we go about eatin' and sortin' out t the pay..
How is Grif doing?
Grabbing his Mug and takin a deep pull of ale, then wiping his bear with a linen cloth.about what ye'd expect? Damn Cleric of Oleen didn't want ta waste the healing spell right away
OOrila didn't like that much... the cleric was leton the Kings road to find his own way back, Lads, face couldn't heal right. He's stayin' here,,earnin' some coin...i'm thinking he'll want to be an Arrow in a few years.
Reedick reaches behind Him, pulling out a Table that is a bit slanted, like a podium , and has marking on it.May as well get to it..... he take a few slurps of soup, again, wiping his beard and begins to slide Coins into the slots that stack the coins..Some are gold , some are sliver.
Grif?