Re: Nothing Comes Easy
The day drags onward as you sit, ponder and argue over your next move. Tensions are finally starting to bleed through as the reality of your situation sinks slightly further into your psyches. Some of you retreat into silence, still others turn to food and drink. Your search of the town and various inquiries yielded little to nothing while the captain, as helpful as he could be, only added further confusion.
Night soon takes over day, your only clue being the rabble that descended upon the tavern. The jovial mood of the crowd belies the air that hangs just outside of the tavern walls; little comfort or distraction is found in the games, dancing and song that soon fill the room.
Slowly but surely, one by one, the inebriated patrons trickle out or to respective cots and makeshift beds. The captain, keeping true to his word, secured you three rooms with two beds a piece. Finally, both drink and exhaustion take each of you as well and you make your individual ways to a much needed rest.
OOC: If you have any questions or actions you'd like to take, just let me know. If you're all set otherwise, just give me a quick d10 roll...it's for a friend.