Re: For here is where we meet and here is where we start
With directions from Korin, the wagon ride is very uneventful. The streets are still some what busy but the wagon with it's passengers are barely given a sideways glance by the citizens of Wisdom who are hurrying home or to some of the local eateries. You all arrive in short order to the Faded Flame.
As you pull up to the front of the Inn one of the night servers is making her way in. Recognizing Verna, Myrrick and Korin she comes over and kindly gives directions to Grudgebearer to where the stables and wagon bays are, informing him of the fees. She lets the rest of you know that tonight's menu is a dutch oven chicken pot pie with thick biscuit toppings and that one of the new guests was maybe willing to put on a bit of entertainment if the other patrons would be willing to put up with such frivolous thing, he had the odd stage name of Thracce “Snake Eater”. The young ladies face contorted slightly into one of someone who thought snakes were very icky. With that she gives the group a bow, turns and with quick pace scurries into the Inn. Borsok's robust voice can be heard out the door bellowing at the late arrival of his serving girl, although no malice is heard in it.
Verna, Korin, Myrrick and Thilo
As you enter the Inn, it is brightly lit and is comfortably full, all the Patrons are either scarfing down the nights meal or already nursing a drink pacing themselves for the evening. Fine tobacco can also be smelt as some of the customers have pipes out.
Off to the side of the hearth, a small space has been made available for the potential would be entertainer that the young serving girl was mentioning. One of the details left out was what kinda entertainment it would be. For there was no musical instruments, stage props or anything of that nature just a space for someone to stand and allow most of the inn's guests to see without any issues. Perhaps it was just a singing barb, a couple patrons can be heard questioning it also through mouthfuls of food.
At one of the tables is a very attractive elf, so fine the features, clothing, hair and everything else about the elf that it is obvious some of the patrons are trying to muster the courage to approach but none have dared yet and may even be confused if they should.
Borsok see's you all, quickly speaks to his helper behind the bar and then makes his way aroun it to the lot of you as you come in.
"Aye, you all look refreshed, not a bad little bath house is it, the owners been a friend of mine since I helped him with some of the plumbing on his building a couple years back. The Captain was by this afternoon looking for yeah, nothing major just wanted to know how you were faring. Well I must be off to help the other guests and thanks to you for bringing me more guests despite last nights troubles."
Borsok gives you all a wave and leaves, greeting others as he walks past them stopping here or there to share a word with some of the other patrons.
Grudgebearer
As you approach rear side of the inn, someone opens a gate that is large enough for you to drive your cart through. In the stable court yard are stalls for mounts and a couple bays for carts also what looks to be a very small smithy and work shop for the most basic of repairs to wagons and shoeing of animals if needed. Some chickens dart across the yard, on a pile a feed hay is a Rooster dozing off. From out of the little smithy a man walks out casually a pleasant smile on his face as he approached he calmly reached out and takes the muzzle of your mule.
"Welcome to the Faded Flame, how would yeah like yer mule and wagon cared for?"
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